I'm not sure but I think that the Gopher's dedicated their win tonight to Finn (if they needed any inspiration he is it and they sure seemed to be inspired) - I think I've been through enough with the Gophers that even if they didn't dedicate it as such I can do so on their behalf. That's fine by me but as big of a fan as I am of the maroon and gold, I'm even a bigger Finn fan. Probably tougher to cheer in the NICU though than it is in William's Arena but I'll see what I can do.
So I'm waiting for some pizza to cook and don't really have a lot to say but for those of you who come here for some good repartee I thought I'd try to throw something out there. BTW, if you come to this blog for good repartee you're at the wrong blog. =)
Finn looked good tonight. I'm proud of my son. He might be young but that boy's a fighter and as strong as I could have ever hoped full term or preemie. I know that guys have a tough time multitasking, so I expect that he's back on the CPAP because he couldn't remember to eat, grow and breath at the same time. That's OK, multitasking is overrated. I'm sure that if he can focus on each individually he'll be able to master them all at the same time...in time.
Bummer about Stacy's meeting this afternoon but at least it sounds like she got a lot of good info. The Kangaroo Care is really interesting. I'm not sure that I could represent the details correctly so I implore you to ask her to go into them for you (Stacy, I'm trying to talk to you directly here and not really to anyone reading this despite what I may say; that being said, in your next entry, you should give even more of the details about the Kangaroo Care...I thought it was interesting so I can only hope it will be appealing to the masses - shun). If she doesn't I guess you'll never know (unshun, Stacy, they should know, re-shun).
Normally I try really hard to wrap these things up with a nice bow and have a closing and what not but this time forget it (because my pizza is almost done). The end...for now. Ski-U-Mah!!!
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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.



3 comments:
Your post made me think of when we stayed at your guys' place and everyone went to bed but us and we ordered that HUGE pizza and watched sideways (which I still haven't finished...) Anyway, brought a smile...hope it does for you too! Fun times! Love you! (Stacy...if you read this too...that goes for you too! Love you darling!) (And pass my love to Finn too!) :)
Miss you guys like crazy!
Silly Wi....oh well, we can't come through every time.
Does he have maroon and gold yet?
He has a a little outfit that John got him and a bib that says I drool maroon and gold. It's pretty cute!
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