Turns out the reason the twins ended up under bili lights wasn't just 'cause they were preemies. They were also the product of incompatible parents. HAha! Okay- so even though Zach and I get along fine, our blood doesn't mix so well. Kael tested Coombs positive. He's got hemolytic anemia, which basically means my body fought against his, and now he's got antibodies against himself, courtesy Mom.
"Why, Mom? Why?"
Which means.... the WALLABY! And also.... SUPPLEMENTING WITH FORMULA!!!! Grr.
Oh well. On the spectrum of crap you can go through with having kids, I've always been at the easy end, so I'm not complaining. And it gives family a rare (hopefully rare, anyway) chance to help feed baby. :)
Ya' like Anya's shirt? Ahhh, the irony.