Daddy held me!

Yesterday daddy got to hold me for the very first time. I could tell he was really nervous because he thinks I'm so small and fragile -- but I'm a strong boy. He couldn't take me out of my incubator, and he only held me for a couple seconds while my nurse changed my blanket, but I could tell that it really meant a lot to him because he was smiling so big! Mommy cleaned my mouth with a cotton swab and then she laid her hands on me to keep my feet and arms from wiggling around too much. My favorite thing in the whole word is to feel mommy's hands!