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Sep. 15th, 2014 11:44 pmThey call it kangaroo care.
Guppy is familiar with this principle from when Fry and Coral were in the special care baby unit - premmies are small, get cold easily, and miss a lot of skin to skin contact through spending months in an incubator.
Today, Gil has graduated from CPAP - an oxygen therapy requiring a pressured mask - to nasal oxygen, which is much easier to manoeuvre. Guppy gets a proper look at his little face for the first time without a huge tube, as the neonatal nurse carefully tucks Gil inside his shirt, against his bare skin.
"Hey little guy." he gently strokes Gil's head.
"I think he's going to have your hair." Fran says, sitting down next to him.
"He can look however he likes, I'm just glad he's getting bigger so he can have his operation." Guppy says, smiling slightly. "And he'll be able to feed soon... ow!"
He looks down.
"Help, Fran, he's grabbed my chest hair.."
Fry looks over and giggles.
"What do I do?" Guppy asks, trying to detach his little fingers.
"You think that's bad, you want to try breast feeding Brooke for twelve months." Fran comments, getting her camera out.
Guppy is familiar with this principle from when Fry and Coral were in the special care baby unit - premmies are small, get cold easily, and miss a lot of skin to skin contact through spending months in an incubator.
Today, Gil has graduated from CPAP - an oxygen therapy requiring a pressured mask - to nasal oxygen, which is much easier to manoeuvre. Guppy gets a proper look at his little face for the first time without a huge tube, as the neonatal nurse carefully tucks Gil inside his shirt, against his bare skin.
"Hey little guy." he gently strokes Gil's head.
"I think he's going to have your hair." Fran says, sitting down next to him.
"He can look however he likes, I'm just glad he's getting bigger so he can have his operation." Guppy says, smiling slightly. "And he'll be able to feed soon... ow!"
He looks down.
"Help, Fran, he's grabbed my chest hair.."
Fry looks over and giggles.
"What do I do?" Guppy asks, trying to detach his little fingers.
"You think that's bad, you want to try breast feeding Brooke for twelve months." Fran comments, getting her camera out.
