I have always believed in miracles, but it has new meaning when I stare into the precious faces of our two tiny miracles. Two miracles we weren't sure would ever happen, two miracles that entered this world eight weeks early but are such little fighters and amaze us with their progress every single day. Two miracles that came into our life eight days ago and filled in the pieces to a puzzle that wasn't complete until their arrival. Two miracles we call Sienna and Greyson, and the world as we know it will never be the same.
With that said, our little miracles are doing great. We spend any minute we can in the NICU hanging out with them, cuddling them for kangaroo time (skin to skin cuddling) and feeding, changing, weighing, and taking their temps. We have been enjoying every minute we have with them. Being in the NICU is obviously not how any parent envisions their child's first days, but the nurses and doctors are so amazing and are quickly becoming like family to us. It is so hard to leave them every night to come home and go to bed, but it gives us peace of mind to know they are in such good care.
Sienna and Greyson are now 33 weeks 4 days and they are practicing sucking and swallowing, working on maintaining their body temperature with the help of an isolette, and slowly gaining and sometimes losing weight. They are doing so well and are becoming more alert each day, are showing more interest in nursing and bottle feeds, and just wowing us with how strong such little babies can be. They usually tell you that babies in NICU can expect to be there until their due date and mine was July 14th. Sometimes babies do go home earlier, but they still have learning and growing to do. We are making the most of it, trying to get some sleep while we still can, and learning so much from the nurses about caring for our precious little miracles.