It's official, Davy is already a Daddy's girl. Her face lights up when he is holding her. I mean she did smile at him first. Last week when the endocrine Doctor was trying to explain all of Davy's issues to us, Scott could barely pay attention, because Davy kept cooing and smiling at him. He didn't know where to look, smiling baby or serious Doctor( baby won.)
Scott and I have been splitting up the time at the hospital with her now. I go all day and he goes at night. It was becoming exhausting for me to be there all day and night. So this way he gets some one on one time and I get some rest. All the nurses say how cute it is that every single night Scott is there holding Davy. And when Davy was really sick and she couldn't be held, he would go and hold her hand or pacifier. I guess Dads don't come that often to the NICU, especially by themselves. If the nurses were smart, they would hang out right outside our room, cuz they may hear Scott singing some made up lullabies about Davy. Who knows, maybe a future Yo-gg song is being sung.