Well hello all, I managed to turn two weeks old without incident.
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Another day on the unit |
Still on CPAP and tolerating more and more feed. Parts of me remain gorgeous.
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Teeny tootsies |
And parts of me are still very wrinkly:
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Old man's thighs! |
I was getting bored in my little box - and kind of fidgity:
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Just a little bit wriggly. |
So I had a look around:
And others looked at me:
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"Take me to your leader" |
And they decided I could come out and spend some with Daddy.
And he gave me a very long cuddle. They call it 'kangaroo care' - Dad pretends he has a pouch and I pretend to be a Joey.
The skin to skin contact helps me stay very calm, and I need less oxygen while I'm cuddled. So I lay there and looked even cuter than usual - no really.
Which seemed to make my Dad very happy.
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Apologies for the naked flesh - apparently it's good for me. |
So on we go - no news remains good news.
Love
Arthur x
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