Held in our Arms

Alisha and I have been able to hold Roscoe again since he is using the face mask ventilator. It is still kind of frustrating (for us) because we can't rock him very much or shift around because if the angle of the face mask changes then air will leak out the sides. It's funny because when Roscoe gets tired his mouth will relax and the air will inflate his mouth like he is hissing at us:

We hold him as much as we can because he really seems to calm down and enjoy being held. That is a comfort and joy to us because we didn't know if he would have an aversion to human contact with all of the prodding and poking he's had in his life so far. On Sunday he turned 9 weeks old! Tomorrow he would have been 38-weeks gestationally. His latest measurements are 3lb 5oz (he dropped weight during the last two stressful days) and 14.5" long/tall.

I got to hold Roscoe on Saturday:

... and Alisha got to hold him on Sunday:

Holding Roscoe and taking care of him reminds us that God protects and cares for us:

"The eternal God is your refuge,
and underneath are the everlasting arms ..."
Deuteronomy 33:27

"Let the beloved of the Lord rest secure in him,
for he shields him all day long,
and the one the Lord loves rests between his shoulders"
Deuteronomy 33:12

"Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you"
1 Peter 5:7