Day 4 : Dimples

Hey Baby Girl -

Your mom and I came to see you today and still couldn't touch you. You are still wrapped in wires and tubes and have the Star Trek mask in place, but you are starting to calm down and let the machine you were put on yesterday do some breathing for you.

The doctors were still worried this morning that something might be wrong with your heart, so they took another picture of it today and studied it. They still can't find anything wrong, which is great news. The nurses and doctors now just need you to keep calm, learn the right way to breathe, and then, start eating.

Since we can't touch you, your mom and I spend a lot of our visits just studying your beautiful body. Your mom pointed out today that you and I have the same lip and chin dimples. It might sound silly to you, but realizing this was one of the most comforting moments of the last few days. In some strange way, that mark makes you mine. "I don't need ID or a hospital bracelet," I am tempted to shout. "Just look at her dimples!"

Keep relaxed, baby. Sometimes to win the fight you first have to surrender. It seems like a paradox, but you'll learn soon enough how true it is. Sometimes when you stop trying, you'll start winning. That is what your mom and I are doing. We are stopping the urge to stay in control, and letting someone much more wise than us have the reigns.

We miss you every moment we aren't in the same room!

- Dad