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DH41 Full Story

Updated: Jan 14, 2020


When I took my first breath, I remember being wheeled in a box to a room where I first saw my Dad. I was born at 30 weeks and had a rough time breathing. I weighted 3 pounds 11 ounces. I had a breathing tube and a feeding tube in my mouth. I didn't get to see my Mom until a few days later because she needed to heal from surgery. I'm almost 4 weeks old and only need a little bit of oxygen until my lungs are strong enough. I'm in a crib now and get to look around more. Mom and Dad come to see me and home me everyday. I now weigh 4 pounds, 12 ounces and will be able to eat form a bottle soon. I'm always looking at Mom & Dan and smiling when they give me kisses and show me they love me.

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