Invasion of the baby snatchers!

We have stolen our baby.  Bwahahahahaha!

OK, not really.  Peggy decided that Gwen was doing well enough to hang out in Jenn's room for a couple hours.  She took an entire bottle from me and did a good (but not perfect) breast feed.  She's still here, but she'll have to go back to the NICU eventually tonight.  It's just so nice to have her here.

Old videos

We haven't been making any videos with Gwen recently; the last one was on the 16th.  The camera's just not that good at them, and the sound is so hideous you have to crank it up just to hear our utterly inane conversation.

Nevertheless, here's a few of them.  They're not all that interesting, but some people may want to see them.  You have been warned.

Dr Lentell, Jenn's obstetrician (Gwen's about 30 minutes old)

 

It's cold out here damnit!

Waxing philosophical with Luke

BRAIN SUGAR! (she's nearly 1 day old at this point)

Neck control problems (about 2 days old, no sound)

More inane conversation with Luke (4 days old)

This was her early cry.  She's gotten quite a bit louder by now.

On October 5, 2015...

This will happen.  I'm sure of it.  Every little girl's dream birthday party, come true at last.

More random pics

Random baby picture goodness.

This is the NICU's "Wonder Bread" outfit.  It's not as good as this one though:

The real Wonder Bread outfit.  Baby not included.

I really like the nose-touching poses.  No clue why.

Gwen got a new hat from Paul and Esther today.

Day 17

Well, Gwen had two complete bottle feeds today.  She's also up to 5 pounds 10.8 ounces.  This fortified breast milk stuff is awesome.

Still not sure she'll fit in the car seat since she's so short.  We'll cross that bridge when we come to it.

One pic

We actually got some pics tonight, but I'm too tired to post them all.  Here's one.  Gwen's expression is priceless.

Another family member

We have an older baby, as most of you know.  His name is George.

This is George.  He's really old.  And skinny, since he won't eat much.

This is one of George's toilets.  The other one is behind the dining room table.  Most of the time he makes it on a pad.  Not so much recently, though.

Since I needed to baby-proof the kitchen at some point anyway, I decided to try to keep George in there since he won't always use the pads.  This is the result:

It's fixable, but I need to brush up on my sewing skills.  He did an even better job on his cage, but I can't find the pictures of it.  He actually ripped out welded bars with his jaw and bent the door open.  And these weren't silly little wires, but actual solid, beefy chunks 'o metal.  I do wish I still had a picture, it was impressive.  And sad.

And this is pineapple fried rice.  It has no relevance whatsoever, but I had forgotten it was on my phone and it was really tasty.  I had it at Bo Ling's, it was this meal that the zombies nearly got me.  They don't have pictures of their zombies on their web site.  Zombies are clever that way.