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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.

Thursday, September 23

Monsoon season?

Holy monsoon season! Who forgot to turn off the faucet? We drove up to St. Cloud today and it was torrential rains all the way there, while we were there and all the way home (well, it turned to normal rain about 10 minutes from home!). It is tough and tiring driving in that heavy of rain when you are dealing with lots of semis on the interstate. I normally love rainy days, but apparently not when it is that heavy and you have to drive. Oh, well.

Finn and I went to St. Cloud today to have lunch with Holly and Odin. Holly is 8 months pregnant and I must say...super adorable. Not everybody can pull off "pregnant" as well as she can. Odin is Finn's age and ALL BOY! Love it. Can't wait until Finn is able to do the things he can do...okay maybe I can wait! We had lunch at the Olive Garden, which was really good. Renae met us there after class, so we got to see her for a little bit, too! Bonus! After, we went over to the mall so the boys could play in the PLAY AREA!
A first for Finn. I view these things as a sess pool of germs, but the boys needed to "run" off some energy and they had a blast. Well, until Finn did a nose dive off one of the toys and did a complete face plant into the ground! Another first for him. He had a bloody area on and under his nose, but not an actual bloody nose (thank God!). Whose turn was it to be watching Finn?!?! You'd think with three adults there watching him, he would have been fine! Oh, well. These things happen. In all honesty, it was probably worse for me than him. Aunt NaeNae treated him to a ride in the toy helicopter to cheer him up, so all was well. It isn't a play date for the four of us until somebody gets a bloody nose.

Before we left for St. Cloud, we had Finn's PT appt and daddy even got to go with us. We gave them back his walker and got a new one...one without any support, much like an old person walker (but without the tennis balls, as Holly said!!). We talked about his torticollis and she said to work on tilting him to the side so he has to work on lifting his head, and in turn strengthening his muscles. She didn't feel that he was tight at all, though. Argh. We worked on squatting, which he did really well, and leaning unsupported with his back to the wall. He did that well, too, as long as he was distracted. Overall, a great appointment.

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