Precious and tiny
Elizabeth was unhappy and crying. Such a tiny, vigorous voice. The nurse deftly changed her position and popped the pacifier back in her mouth, and she settled down. Carolyn was quietly sleeping. They look so perfect—just little 4 pound versions of a typical newborn—that I was tempted to think they were ready to go home. But then all the monitoring wires, the feeding tube, and the IV tube dispelled that notion. I’m praying they will rapidly complete their needed development.
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