Patience

Hi all, Joe guest blogging again -

This part of our girls' lives is pretty anxious and boring all at the same time. They're almost ready to go home, but just can't quite get there. We have to be able to feed them normally - I don't understand why I can't be trusted to gavage the girls - but there's some dumb policy or some such.

So we're still practicing feeding. I show the girls how to burp, I'm pretty good at it, and they're learning. We chatted with the nurses about wacky names tonight, since I think "Meconium" and "Lactation" are such pretty names. It turns out there is more than one baby named Meconium out there, and a bunch named "Abcde", too. This is really somewhere Dads add value - we prevent giving children names that are too easy to rhyme on the playground.

Speaking of lactation, we finally got ahold of the lactation specialist today, her name is actually Julie. She had lots of suggestions and minor tweaks, but the bottom line she gave is one Mom doesn't want to hear - our girls are premature and barely full term even now. Crud, if they were born now they'd actually be much, much worse at feeding. So they're doing great, in reality, though that's not getting us released this week.

I fed Carrie Dairy Queen, and she's still pretty crabby - and if she's this bad this week, it's probably going to double every week going forward. So let's hope the little ones rally, pass the eyeball tests, and we head back to Bozeman soon!

Oh, and Lanugo is a very pretty name, also.