Jalen Durant (dad's a big Texas fan) was born yesterday around 1pm Central, weighing in at 6 pounds 6 ounces, and is doing fine, as is mom. If you look very closely, you can see the plans already brewing behind Jordan's eyes. "Yes, someday you and I will put down the last of the resistance in Australia to solidify our hold over these pathetic creatures."
As for us, things continue to go well for our growing progeny. Had another detailed sonogram yesterday, both babies now weigh around 3 pounds and were measuring between 29 and 30 weeks, which is right where we are. No problems or complications to speak of, besides my poor wife, for whom walking 25 feet and rolling over in bed are now Olympic sports.
The babies room is pretty much complete, save for a couple minor tasks I need to finish up. We have a car that will carry them, carseats, enough clothes to go from floor to ceiling were we to stack them, enough burp rags and blankets to measurably contribute to global warming, and even a healthy supply of diapers I believe. Still a few things we still need to get, bottles mainly I believe, but we've been waiting for showers to be other with (3 total, my work is throwing us one this Friday) and will probably finish up the shopping after that. Doctors are telling us that they want (hope) to get us to 38 weeks, but not to be surprised if the girls decide (or Jenn's health dictates) they need to get out of there in the 34-36 week range. Being at 30 weeks today and hearing the 34 week number kind of put it in focus for us I think (well, moreso): We might be a month away from this event.
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