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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.

Monday, January 12

Birth and Birthday

Friday was my birthday. I don't know if the importance of your birthday lessens as you get older, or having a child with a birthday three days before mine changes my focus, but I just don't quite get into my birthday like I used to. Kid birthdays are so much more fun. (Korri asked why more people didn't come over on my birthday!)

Anyway, after getting home from Orlando late Friday night, making Finn's cake Saturday and getting ready for the party, Finn's party on Sunday, his golden birthday and Chuck E Cheese party on Tuesday, funeral on Wednesday and babysitting a 4 month old on Thursday, my birthday totally snuck up on me. Jim, in true Jim fashion, went all out. He let the kids pick out my presents themselves (a magnetic message board, Disney princess washcloths and cookies!) and then got me something that has been on my list FOREVER...a carpet steamer/cleaner! I also think the gifts that get you excited on your birthday changes because I can't imagine this would have had the same effect on me 10 years ago! Can't wait to use it (and know several spots that NEED it!).

Then he invited Stacey and Dillon over for dinner and made Prime Rib and Crab legs. So yummy. He also brought home the prettiest orange-ish tulips I'd ever seen. He picked up a carrot cake from Byerly's, which was good, but had "junk" in it. We are carrot cake purists around here, so I didn't think I'd like it, but it honestly was still good (I mean, let's be honest...I could eat cream cheese frosting on rocks and be happy!).

Then on Saturday (after the kids' first swim lessons in Delano), he made arrangements with DeAnn for her to watch all three kiddos and took me out to dinner at Wildfire in Eden Prairie. Other than the nightmare that was parking (why wouldn't they have valet parking?!?!), it was amazing! I had the Wellington, which was in the top five best things I'd ever eaten. I don't know how I got through 36 years without ever having had it before. I'd go back just for that. Jim got the Porterhouse (I think?) and shrimp. It was so nice to just go out with Jim and not have any other people (i.e. kids) or distractions (i.e. kids). As you can imagine, that doesn't happen too often (okay, EVER) these days. After dinner, we went back to pick up Mac and DeAnn kept the Bigs over night. Again, that was a treat as well (for both us AND them AND her!).

Sunday morning, I was finally able to go to the hospital to meet my brand new nephew, Zachary. He was born on Christmas Day seven weeks early, but is doing well so beyond what I imagined possible. He is just a cutie and when he cries (which I only heard once during my visit), it sounds like he is on mute. For Kristine's sake, I hope it stays that way! I just wanted to eat him up, but won't be able to actually hold and snuggle him while he is in the hospital (just about killed me, but I managed and understand better than anybody!). It sounds like he might be coming home this week, which, again, is a testament to how well he is doing. Truly a miracle in every sense of the word. Now, if my sisters and I could stop having early babies, that would be great (well, I won't have another baby, early or otherwise, but you get my point!).

Then I had to go home to drive Jim to the airport (why you ask? Because his car doesn't have working headlights or a front bumper...). Then go to Chaska to pick up the kids from DeAnn's. Then take Finn to his first basketball practice. Yes, I was going non-stop from 7:15am until 5:00pm. Needless to say, I made sandwiches for dinner and called it a day!

Finn slept in the car on the way to basketball and woke up when we got there. This is NEVER a good idea for him and he did NOT want to go. I literally had to carry him out to the center of the court (yes, with all the other parents watching) and sit him on the ground. I stood behind him (mainly to make sure he stayed) until the coach came over and kind of took him under his wing a little bit. Then all was fine. Next week he will either nap before we go or NOT sleep at all. But he must have had a good time because the first thing he asked me when he got home from school today was if it was time for basketball. On the up side, he participated with a great attitude at swimming on Saturday, which I thought was going to be an ordeal since he told me every chance he got that he didn't want to go. But he did great (other than not jumping into the pool, which he does ALL THE TIME with Jim).

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