Oh, and Griffin found two new best friends.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
OOP!
I forgot to update their weights. Skippy is 4.6 and Scooter is at 4.2 lbs. There is all kinds of yummy baby chubbiness to kiss and snuggle. Yippee!
Oh, and Griffin found two new best friends.
Oh, and Griffin found two new best friends.
We've moved!
Yep, that's right! We've moved. Scooter and Skippy have been moved from level 3 in the NICU to level 2. This is a huge step toward going home. And to top it off, they have graduated from their isolattes to an open crib--together. After two month of being separated, they are back together. It is so cool to see them side by side.
They definitely resemble one another but they have their own uniqueness. Owen's face is more narrow and oval, where Griffin's face is more round. Owen (on the left in yellow) is fairer than Baby G, but I guess that makes sense with his lighter hair. My mom and Brian say Owen looks like me, and I can see the resemblance to my baby photos. Unfortunately, I don't have any baby pictures of Brian, so I'm not sure if Griffin favors him. He definitely has Brian's mellow personality, content to sit back and watch the world. We aren't sure where Skippy got his high energy. But I will fess up to being the culprit of their stubbornness. Talk about some strong willed little dudes.
Besides the awesomeness (a word from Lelia) of the boys being back together, I got a major highlight moment. I got to hold both of them at the same time. It was incredibly emotional. With such an abbreviated pregnancy and traumatic delivery (someday I'll write about those terrifying moments but I can't yet), there have been many things I have grieved. One being all three of us together. Yes, I had experience the thrill of holding my own child, each in his turn, but there was always this feeling of incompleteness. That is not to say that they are not enough each on their own. But I carried around the memory of when there was two inside. So when I finally held both again, it was breathtaking and overwhelmingly joyous.
They definitely resemble one another but they have their own uniqueness. Owen's face is more narrow and oval, where Griffin's face is more round. Owen (on the left in yellow) is fairer than Baby G, but I guess that makes sense with his lighter hair. My mom and Brian say Owen looks like me, and I can see the resemblance to my baby photos. Unfortunately, I don't have any baby pictures of Brian, so I'm not sure if Griffin favors him. He definitely has Brian's mellow personality, content to sit back and watch the world. We aren't sure where Skippy got his high energy. But I will fess up to being the culprit of their stubbornness. Talk about some strong willed little dudes.
Besides the awesomeness (a word from Lelia) of the boys being back together, I got a major highlight moment. I got to hold both of them at the same time. It was incredibly emotional. With such an abbreviated pregnancy and traumatic delivery (someday I'll write about those terrifying moments but I can't yet), there have been many things I have grieved. One being all three of us together. Yes, I had experience the thrill of holding my own child, each in his turn, but there was always this feeling of incompleteness. That is not to say that they are not enough each on their own. But I carried around the memory of when there was two inside. So when I finally held both again, it was breathtaking and overwhelmingly joyous.
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