the thing about preemies...

...is that they are just a wee bit pissed about being thrown into this cold harsh world too soon.

Exhibit A:
I thought about snapping a few more pics of the other NICU residents to further illustrate my point, but I'm quite positive I would have been escorted out of the hospital by security.

They are sticklers, those nurses. If you so much as look in another child's direction you get the stink eye.

When Henry is awake, he acts like a little old man who has been interrupted while doing something very important. In this case, it's sleeping. It really puts him out to have to actually acknowledge that he is here on Earth.

However, he doesn't grumble too much and he allows me to kiss every inch of his head everyday. Which is more than can be said for the nurses.

Kissing is another stink eye infraction. You know, germs and all.

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The little citizens of my world will be decked out in my favorite line of children's clothes for the Easter holiday.

Have you heard of Tea?

The new collection is inspired by Korea. It's irresistibly cute.

I wish the Easter bunny would bring me home a little grumpy Henry, but alas, I think he will be in the NICU for a while longer.

*sigh*