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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.

Sunday, June 7

Plans change

Finn wanted to be sure to wish Auntie Becky a happy birthday...or rather first anniversary of her 24th birthday! The original plan was to go to Valley Fair (I willingly volunteered to stay home with Finn as I do not like Valley Fair), but since the weather decided to be like April instead of June today, that plan was quickly squashed. Instead Becky, Pete, Jim and I went to the church carnival down the street and played Bingo (Auntie NaeNae and Nick babysat)! Yup, we are officially getting old! None of us won...we thought we had a shot a few times, but somebody beat us to it. We spent our fair share of money, though, so the church should be well off for a while! Now Becky, Pete, Jim, Renae and Nick are bowling. Hopefully Becky beats them all! Becky and Pete are going to Red Lobster later...her favorite place. Even though it wasn't what she was thinking her birthday was going to be, I hope she still had fun. I was going to make her a cake from scratch, but we don't have any eggs...kind of hard to make a cake without any eggs!

Oh and Finn pooped yesterday! Jim called me just as we arrived at the anniversary party and said that he had given Finn a suppository (since he hadn't gone in two and a half days) and let's just say that it worked! Before Jim could get the diaper fastened Finn started going and went through EIGHT diapers! Yikes! At least he went. I could hear him when Jim called me and he was coo-ing like crazy. No kidding, he probably felt a million times better.

1 comment:

Nicki said...

wow!! 8 diapers!!! I bet he DOES feel better!!

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