2 Month Check In

Today is Sloan's two months mark...Sloan and I (Kerri) celebrated by going to a breastfeeding/new mom's group up at NYU Medical Center. It's a pretty great thing to have - not only is it a great excuse to make yourself get out of the house (I'm being braver about taking her outside), but the camaraderie can't be beat. Today there was a a 6 day old baby there, but outside of that Sloan is still the smallest baby...she's also the prettiest & most awesome, but I digress. 

Some quick 2 month stats from our Dr appointment last week (the % are adjusted for her 32 week gestation):
Head: I think she said 10 cm? (~35th %)
Body: 19 1/4 (50th%)
Weight: 6lbs, 1oz on Wednesday (10th%) and today we were closer to 6lbs, 6oz!

Yeah! I'm 2 months old!

This picture is cute and all...but two quick things to point out about it. First, it only looks like an easy picture to take. She is so small, floppy and upset in the 1 month picture that its not worth posing. And here is tonight's first attempt at taking the 2 month photo: 

FEED ME NOW! 

And finally, my favorite part of the night. I came into the living room to my two favorite people just like this on the couch:

 I mean, seriously, does it get any cuter?!!?!

Happy Birthday, Sloan

Today, October 8, was Kerri's original due date.

Somewhere between the 3:00 AM feed (which really was 2:37 AM) and the stirring/grunting/crying at 5:59 (yeah, it was supposed to be 6:00 AM, that felt great). My mind started to go through what this day would have been like for us had Sloan not come into this world eight weeks early. The thought didn't last long as I was juggling a bottle in one hand and a squirming (yet cute) child in the other but I wondered what the day would have been like.

Would Kerri have jumped up in the middle of the night, a strange pain in the lower half of her body and the immediate concern of how quickly we would get a cab and traffic conditions taking over otherwise calm sleep?

What would she have told me as I certainly would have been in deep sleep myself? Would it have been a yell or a gentle nudge (can you guess?)

Would I have had a bag ready by the door and a pre-written email in my drafts ready to be sent with a single screen touch?

Would Dr. Feldman be on call at NYU or would it have been one of the other Drs from the practice that we had come to know in our weekly appointments leading up to today?

Would it even have been overnight? Why not 11 AM, 2 PM?

As it has been documented (probably ad nausea to many), our baby girl came to town on her own schedule 56 days ago. It took us a three days to name her and a five weeks to spring her from the NICU but Sloan is in our world and making Kerri and I stronger every day.

I thought it would be fun to share one of the first noises I heard from Sloan (then Warby) in the hospital.

We're only getting started, Sloan. Happy Birthday.