Johnson Jungle

So, I was recently reading an article left for me in my work box from another nurse titled "The Preemie Diaries". It was basically a man's journal entries which he wrote during the time his premature twins were hospitalized in the NICU. In ways it makes me shutter to remember the small details which he describes his infants experience with tubes, heart monitors, breathing machines, etc etc. He described their experience with Necrotising Enterocolitis as "relentless stress"...something we're are glad to be done with as well. Then a few months pass, the babies start to grow and develop, and infrequently do we remember what we would have given 6 months ago to know that we would be doing as good as we are. There are good nights and bad and sometimes really bad (such as last night), but "bad" is relative. I'm ashamed at what I consider now to be a "bad" night considering what we experienced a short 6 months ago...
We brought Peyton and Isabella in for their 6 month check up. Isabella hit the scales at a hefty 15+ pounds and is in the 29th percentile (the biggest of all our babies at her age!). Peyton is still a wee- little-one. He is only 13+ pounds and isn't even hitting the 1st percentile...Stan asked oue pediatrician if he wanted us to give him bacon juice in his bottle!