While we were in Chattanooga J and I received simultaneous texts at about 10 p.m. from Debbie saying that she was on her way to the hospital because she was in labor. What the what? She wasn’t due for another five and a half weeks. But, as is the case with these kiddos, the baby did what he needed to do regardless for plans and schedules (and aunties and uncles out of town). We received text message updates all night saying things like “getting checked into the hospital” and “getting epidural now” and finally “10 and 10 at 2” – meaning 10 fingers and 10 toes on a baby born at 2 a.m. Sweet little Frederic Michael Dion joined the family on May 3. He was absolutely perfect and precious, just a little early.
Little Frederic spent about a week in the NICU, coming home on Mother’s Day. JP, Debbie and Maddy were so strong during his stay in the NICU. The nurses were, of course, great and he received excellent care. He came home ready to eat, sleep, poop and GROW.
And the precious little guy is growing! He’s gained a pound in the last week, bringing him up to a whooping 7.5 pounds. We spent the last weekend with him and spent lots of time snuggling him and exclaiming over his precious little feet, long and graceful fingers, long brown hair with frosted tips, and perfect little nose. Sammy was particularly enamored with him – asking us every day “where is Baby Frederic?” Any time the baby was around Sammy was right next to him, touching him gently and talking about his “tiny tongue” and “bitty head.”
Yup, he’s pretty great.