Finn initiated and signed "eat" the other day! He didn't want to take an afternoon nap (which seems to be a common occurrence lately) so we went for a walk to the store. I knew he was tired during the walk, but he hardly ever falls asleep in the stroller (at least he is still good while he is IN the stroller!). When we got home, I picked him up and said, "nigh night, Finn?" He looked right at me and signed eat! Which was funny because it WAS time for him to eat. I said, "Yup, you're right, let's eat and THEN go nigh night." I love being able to at least primitively communicate with him.
And he fed himself yesterday afternoon! Well a treat, not the whole meal! I was cleaning for the Pampered Chef party and he was playing in the living room. We had put puff snacks in his eggs so they made noise when he shook them (but if he opened them, there would be no choking hazard). So there were several puffs on the rug. I looked down and he inched forward to grab one and tried to put it in his mouth! This is HUGE for us. We have been trying so hard to get him to do this. Jim found the proper motivation (thin mints of all things!) the previous night, so we knew Finn could do it. The problem now is that he can't release them properly, so they don't usually end up in his mouth and he gets frustrated. I don't mind helping him when he is trying so hard. Plus, the more he does it, the better he will get!!! Every baby step is a milestone for us!
Nearly half a million babies (1 in 10) are born premature in the US each year which is higher than that of most other developed nations. This is the journeys of our first born son, Finnegan, who was born 14 weeks early and weighed only 1 pound 15 ounces at birth. Of our daugher, Korrigan, who was born a healthy 7 pounds, 7 ounces at 37 weeks. And of our second son, MacKeegan, who was also born at 37 weeks at a whopping 8 pounds, 13 ounces. Our continued adventures reminds us daily how good God is.