One week ago today, we timed it right. Cohen had escaped the box for a bit and we happened to arrive at the hospital in time. Seventeen days after he was born, we got to hold our little grandson. And, I mean little.
Watching him from outside the isolette … Continue reading
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Yesterday I received this photo on my phone with the caption, “Hello G-pa Doc.” Needless to say nothing could go wrong after that!
Cohen weighs just under 3 lbs. and 11 oz. He is eating well and growing. We are not sure when he will get out of the … Continue reading
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Seventeen days later. Patty waited while I finished helping Dad lay tile in a bathroom. Earlier in the day she asked how long I would be. The hidden meaning was, “When will you be ready to go see Cohen?” I thought we might be finished by noon. She then … Continue reading
“Will he break?” I remember one of the nurses telling us how easy it is to fear preemies might break. She went on to suggest that they are very limber so when putting on that very little diaper one would not break his little leg. I tell you in … Continue reading
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Toddler parents often talk about the difficulty keeping their little ones in clothes. We remember that but will spare our now grown daughters those embarrassing tales – if there are any to tell.
Kimberly sent me this photo taken with her cell phone, or maybe my mom’s cell phone … Continue reading
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