Life ... day 3

Ben, Sam, and Mama are doing great. The boys are eating regularly and have healthy diaper deposits to give me something to do. Sam particularly likes to play a funny joke on me by pooping and waiting for me to have him almost all cleaned up and then going some more. He gets quite a kick out of that little joke. Ben likes to remind me who the boss is by crying so I'll will pick him up and walk him around. Then he goes quiet for a while, waits for me to put him back down and start to forget who's boss, and then repeats the process, lest I forget.

Mama is doing a great job. She's healing well and got her staples out today. She's learning to feed the babies. That's kinda PG-13 stuff, so I'll just stop there on the whole feeding thing. She has taken to motherhood so well. I am so proud of her. She completely turned over her body to these boys to get them this far.

Ben is now 5lbs, 9oz and Sam is 4lbs, 14oz. The nurses and pediatrician are thrilled that they've held their weight so well.

We go home tomorrow. We're looking forward to it and, of course, scared at the same time. We'll have great help with Chris' family being so close and my Mom coming next week.

I'll post pictures in the next couple days of our trip home and the boys in the nursery.

Ben on left, Sam on right

Ben on left, Sam on right

Ben

Sam (notice little bulb squirty things keeping him from rolling)