Thursday August 24th

The boys are doing well. Griffith and I are settling in to something of a routine. He gets up about 5:30 and eats. I try to get him back to sleep. He pretends he's going to. He waits until I am nearly asleep and then starts fussing. Lather. Rinse. Repeat. This morning he had peed through everything so I changed him completely at 5:30. He managed it again at 8 (the diapers are the next size up and a little too big evidently. Then, while I was stripping him down again, he peed all over me, the fresh diaper, the changing pad. And himself. Which outraged him. So we started the day with a bath for him and a shower for me. We took a stroll while the temperature was still cool, but he only made it about 2 blocks before falling asleep. The same thing happened this afternoon when I took him on his second stroll (I'm not very good at being home all the time.) Right now he's sleeping in his crib for the first time ever. Don't know if we'll make it all night or if I'll decide I'd rather have him close in the bassinet.
Allan was pretty and sweet as ever. He weighed 8 pounds 6 ounces tonight. The doctors are trying him ad lib meaning he eats when he wants as much as he wants and that they are not supplementing with the NG tube. We'll see how that goes. The problem is that he runs out of steam before he is 'full' so that he eats more frequently which makes him tired. Lather, rinse, repeat. Still, we had a long talk about all the fun that Griffith is having and that is awaiting him. They are still talking about him coming home next week so we may get to have that reunion soon.