[Editors note: This was my first attempt to write for the blog. I thought it was lost forever but Farah helped me find it. Thanks Farah]
OK so it's supposed to be 3am. Maybe even 3:30. We really did set the alarm. Wow the third time we have to get up to provide for our child is tough. But it will be seem like nothing when she gets home.
The good news is that Jenny can count. Really well. She saved our sweetie from another heel prick yesterday and told the nurses that this was actually day five (5) and not three (3). Seems they forgot to count the first two days when her chart was with the NICU. Oops. Score one for us.
Then she counted down the fact that ten days might actually be Tuesday and not Wednesday. And our ultra-conservative pediatrician actually agreed. That's right-she may be home in time for the Home Run Derby. Score two baby.
By the way, welcome to our blog. A future of super cute pictures, videos, and hopefully insightful, funny and inspiring posts awaits. I figure you'll like this more than my "dadmails". Enjoy.