Mikaila had a rather pedestrian (read good) day today. She had several bottle feeds that went well. Her temperature was solid all day. Understand that one of the critical factors in determining whether a baby is ready to be released is their ability to maintain their own temperature. She is no longer in heat so that is a very good thing. She gained another 20 grams today. She currently tips the scales at 1465 grams or roughly 3 lbs 3 ½ ounces. Soon they will have to bring in a cattle scale to weigh our little porker.
That’s really it for an update. Kinda skimpy, I know. Maybe I’ll take a second to tell you a bit about my evolving relationship with my little girl.
You know, they say that Mikaila has her maternal grandfather’s hair (actually, she currently shares his hairline-sorry Mike,) Kim’s big eyes and my chin. That’s the way it works, right. Her genetic composition is a function of that of her parents. But, I ask, can it work the other way? Can parents assume the qualities of their progeny? I certainly hope they can.
You see, my daughter is my hero. Yes, I looked it up; a 7 week old can be revered by a soon to be 35 year old. Mikaila has virtues I can only admire from afar. Yes, perhaps I have each of them in small doses; but they permeate every fiber of Mikaila’s being and resonate within her essence. The qualities to which I speak, courage, resolve and an irrepressible spirit were obvious from the moment she arrived. Just ask the NICU doctor who tried, to no avail, to ventilate a one-minute old Mikaila. The now famous wedding band on her wrist picture fortunately was captured directly as she sent my band flying from her wrist within seconds. Her tenacity is tested daily and she always seems to emerge unscathed. Yes she is a miracle but she is much, much more than that; she is what I aspire to be. She is my hero.
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I'm not sorry about the hair-line. I'm looking forward to teaching her about the "comb-over" I used to try. Actually if the change in hair color is what I think it is (the "take over of Irish genes") You ain't seen nothing yet! The best is yet to come.
Yes, my son ... you are so right. Mikaila is the tiniest possible package of the largest human lifeforce I've ever seen.
Mike, I'm sure you're right too ... the Irish thing comes out in every generation of our family. My grandmother Mary Catherine was formidable, danced the Irish jig on her 99th birthday.
And Dara as to heroes? There's no question ... from the day you were born you have always been my hero.
Today's entry is just the best, Dara! She actually has more hair than Grandpa Mike could ever dream of having at this point (Love you Grandpa Mike!!) I love to read your mom's comments and can hear her love for Mikaila and you in her every word. But it's your words about your Little Hero that touched me so. Mikaila, you and Kimmy are my inspiration these days. Love you each sooo much.
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