Catching my breath!

It turns out that being born at 29 weeks, 0 days comes with a couple issues. One of which is breathing. My brother and I were having a great time inside mommy's tummy without needing to worry about using our lungs. But now that we're on the outside, we're having to learn how to use these things. The doctors have hooked us up to these things called "ventilators" which do the breathing for us while we figure things out. It's slightly annoying having a tube shoved down our throats, but we're told it's only temporary.

One of the nurses gave me a hat to wear because I got a little bump on my head. Daddy told me that it's because I am a very brave boy and left mommy's tummy first.