NICU Nurses

told us this day would come. The day we couldn't possibly imagine filling up our little boy. He is a BOTTOMLESS PIT!! AND ALWAYS HUNGRY!!! So hard to believe behind teary eyes and lots of prayer, we watched Van struggle to eat 1/2 an ounce of breastmilk in the NICU.

Thank the Lord, now he squeals like a teradactyl if you don't get the spoon in his mouth quickly enough. I just have to remind myself constantly that its a good thing to have a super hungry baby because it means his plump little body is getting plumpier. Love to little hungry Van. {Snags, when you saw this title, I bet you thought this post was about something else...grrr}

 Van likes his new-found independence in his silly sounds tigger jump-around.

Today is a big day. I am attempting a DH Hill visit with Van and then if he's good, we are heading down to the grand opening of the downtown Raleigh farmer's market. Wish us luck!