Could you be any more tiny?  or BROWN?

Oh sweet, fiesty little girl...  I'm coming to hold you and love you and sing to you and squeeze your teeny tiny hand as fast as I can...  I'm so glad daddy got to hold it today.  I miss you in me.  Kicking the crap out of me.  I miss feeling uncomfortably pregnant with you.  I even miss the raging heart burn that let me know you were there taking up all the space :)  I would rather have all that back -times- a million worse things than be w/o you right now.  But you get better and grow those little lungs (not too much mind you - I don't want you to be a good screamer - just a good breather :)  I'll be here just for tonight drooling over these few pictures of you...   the only thing of you that I have.   -thanks honey for taking pictures today :)

Good news is that she has been maintaining her temperature pretty good so they moved her from an incubator to a bassinet!!   So she just might surprise us!

So now I need a name for a little brown munchkin, who can kick and fight like the dickens, and who can surprise the crap out of ya or scare you half to death...   the girls want to call her "beautiful flower" :)  and I'm pretty sure I will have no idea until I see her and hold her and look into her eyes.  Chris has been thinking about names, and searching for names...  he hasn't declared any to me yet...  but I promise we're working on it :)

You love that mop of black hair huh?  ha ha  I do!


These are from Tuesday when the transport team took her to Kapiolani - it was crazy the setup they had