Today was another interesting day for us, the morning started with an 8am surgery...nothing serious, just a routine tube tying...thats right folks, Mikayla Jayne's birth was our final visit to the delivery room. It all went well, but I feel like they buried gravel in my belly button.
Marshall stayed in the nursery with Mikayla, while i was under the knife, spending a little daddy/daughter one on one time together. She's already got him wrapped around her tiny little fingers, it's so sweet. Her nurse told me that she could tell that Mikayla's already very attached to her daddy because, when he came in she was "having a cow," Marshall said three words and she settled right down like magic.
We got to hold her for the first time today and that was the best feeling in the world. She's so small that she felt weightless in our arms. She has progressed impressively in the few hours that she's been in the NICU and has had an IV removed, been taken off of the CPAP (the big blue tube in the picture), and has been moved into an isolette which is great! She will hopefully be learning how to eat without a tube by tomorrow!