Houston, we have a name!

As most of you probably know by now, we've finally made it official! Our son's name is Elliott. We had the hardest time coming to a decision on his name. I can't explain why. We had 3 great names picked out and they were all different. We tried them out almost every time we saw him (which at 8 feedings a day is a lot) and still we couldnt decide.

Then yesterday the birth certificate people came hunting us down. Apparently there is some state law that your child must have a name after 5 days. Oops. We managed to avoid her for another day between our time in the nursery, naps (when we have a 'do not disturb' sign on our door) and our hour or so away from the hospital. But she finally caught up with us yesterday, so the time crunch was on.

Anywhoo, we decided on Elliott and so far, everyone is loving it. Which is great, but of course no one is going to tell you the name you selected stinks. Nor would we care.

As for other updates: Elliott gained 20 grams in the last day, which is great! Almost an ounce. So he'll be back to his birthweight soon. Overall, showing consistent weight gain is a good thing, so we're very happy about that. And he had an awesome day today, feedings-wise. He LOVES feedings with Daddy. In fact, I think he's a better eater with M than he is with me. M says it's because he's more aggressive than I am. I hate to force him to eat when it seems like he's done. But because he's a preemie, we have to make sure he's getting his 30-45mls per feedings. It's like the law. And M is very good about making sure he gets it all. Me? Not as good. When he gets really tuckered out after 30 mins, I have a hard time forcing the last 10mls on him. Plus he looks so freakin' cute when he falls asleep after a feeding.

And this is my life right now. :-) Friday night at the hospital, watching the Olympic opening ceremonies with M, pumping while I blog and looking forward to the next feeding with him at midnight.

Cheers!