Saturday and Sunday

Time moves slowly forward here. Dad and daughter hold fast at the family compound and mom gets to spend her time at the hospital. Saturday grandma went home, the girl and I had a long afternoon walk to the local construction site to stand on the backhoes and we visited our neighbours Alex and Connie to watch some car racing. At the hospital, the lad had his first bath on Friday night. Sunday, after a long morning nap, Emma and I headed to the hospital to see baby Sam for the first time in 5 days. Emma and I still keep our distance and kept the visit short, but it was incredible to see him again. We all had lunch together. We came home for a easter egg hunt and dinner with grandma. Sunday night, Tara bathed him for the first time. Watching him then it struck me that he is very long and skinny. Man, he gets angry with the baths. As soon as mom swaddles him, he is calm. We are trying to encourage his feedings to be by bottle and boob only these days. This is a huge step, as the feeding tube is the last real tether to the hospital. As of Sunday night he was very close to his birth weight.