Logan's Sisters: Sunday, March 2, 2008

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Sunday, March 2, 2008 - Update

Today, Olivia met her Great-Grandpa and Great-Grandma Jackson for the first time.

Four Generations

Great-Grandma Jackson and Olivia

5 comments:

Anonymous said...: Those pictures of 4 generations are such special pictures, and years later you will be glad you have them. All generational pictures are special. I see now that my kids are grown, how wonderful they are especially when families die.
Olivia has such great family.; March 2, 2008 at 6:32 PM
Kerry said...: Good to see you had some company! I just wanted to say I really like your shirt! Talk to you soon and give Olivia and squeeze for me.; March 2, 2008 at 8:07 PM
Jodi said...: The shirt is from my online shopping splurge at kohls.com. They have a lot of their knit shirts on sale!; March 2, 2008 at 8:32 PM
24weeker's Mama said...: Aloha Jodi, thanks for your comment on my blog. It was nice to know you and some micropreemie parents out there.
I know it's hard for me too to adapt with my friends who have term babies, especially when we discus about child development and feeding.

Olivia looks so pretty. Pls send my regards to your family.

ps: sorry if my english is bad.

Aloha from HI,
YANI; March 3, 2008 at 12:31 AM
23 weekers said...: Jodi,

Carver spit up a lot until we put him on Zantac. The Zantac has really helped. He still spits up, but not as often or as much. There is an enfamil formula - Enfa Care. This is Enfamil's version of Neosure. You might give it a try. Carver won't drink the Neosure but will take the Enfa Care. It looks and smells completely different. Nothing like the Alumentem. I can't get Kinnick to drink the Alumentem. Lucky for her, she is G-tube fed primarliy.

Shanon; March 3, 2008 at 12:38 PM

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Never Before

NEVER BEFORE
by Jodi Glunt

Never before have I known such love
As that which I feel in my heart.
My beautiful daughter, although physically petite
Fills up an enormous part.

Never before have I seen such strength
From a person who weighed but a pound.
And yet she’s a fighter through and through
With very little that gets her down.

Never before have I heard such laughter
With an energy and zest for life.
She consistently shows me the wonder and joy
While overlooking the pain and strife.

Never before have I felt such mercy
From a God who has allowed me to raise
This miraculous, amazing daughter of mine
On earth, throughout all of my days.

A micropreemie shattering every prediction
About the life she had in store.
Teaching us all about the miracles within us
That we never quite realized before.

Playing In Heaven Instead by Jodi Glunt

You were the perfect little boy
Of whom we always dreamed.
Did you know we had your name picked out?
All along or so it seemed.

You even had your daddy’s hands
So miniature in size.
In life we never got to hold you
Or even see your opened eyes.

We had so many plans for you.
Did you know you are a twin?
I wanted you to grow up together.
What a pair you would have been!

I wanted to take you to the park
And push you on the swing.
I wanted to teach you how to walk,
And read and write and sing.

I wanted to show you a fire truck
And let you ride upon a horse.
I wanted to take you to the zoo
To see the giraffes, of course.

I wanted you to watch cartoons
And play video games with dad.
And you and I would take a nap
Oh, the times we would have had.

But, your mommy’s plans were not to be.
“I have other plans,” God said.
“You won't be playing in life’s playground
You’ll be playing in heaven instead.”

And although I ache with sadness
And in my arms I long to hold.
I’ll see you again in heaven
When my story on earth’s been told.

A Poem

A thousand tiny fireflies
Parading through the night
Illuminate the starless skies
With incandescent light
They are miracles, here on earth
So bold, so strong, so wise
And bring to life a sense of worth
For those who lack great size.

Some of this life’s smaller treasures
Are the ones which matter more
Than the larger joys and pleasures
That we have grown to adore
Volume is not as essential
As the gift that lies inside
Smaller souls with much potential
Who shall never be denied.

A thousand tiny fireflies
Parading through the night
Illuminate the starless skies
With incandescent light
These children, while born premature
Are testaments of worth
Their spirits bold, their futures sure
To ever bless the earth.

© 2006 – Jill Eisnaugle’s
Poetry Collection

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Sunday, March 2, 2008 - Update

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