Day Thirteen

Calder is right on track. Doing exactly what they expect him to do as a 'former 29 and 2'. He's up to 3lbs 6.7oz today. Doesn't seem like much, but to us that's great progress. And progress is all we're after.

Piper is back home with us. I *think* she may have missed us a bit towards the end. Has fallen quite gracefully into our routine. Such a trooper to spend all the time she does at the hospital.

Here's a little sweetness to add to your day. (Sorry for the slightly blurry picture, it's hard to get a crisp one without a flash.)

Shortly after we had Calder I came across this quote:

Take your needle, my child,
and work at your pattern —
it will come out a rose by and by.
Life is like that . . . one stitch
at a time, taken patiently.
-- Oliver Wendell Homes--

That's what I've been doing off and on throughout the days. Working on my stack of knitting. Zac joked that I should bring my sewing machine to the hospital, that would be a soothing, familiar sound to Calder. That's not quite feasible... I'll continue knitting.

He got a hat and two pairs of booties (first pair was too short for his long-ish skinny feet) before I was even discharged.

I've been working away on a kicking bag since mid last week. Stitch by tiny stitch, patiently.