Noah was born on Feb 19, 7 pounds, 8 oz. He looks like a little old man, just like his older ds did. He was born three weeks early as my pre-eclampsia started spiralling out of control. Birth was much harder with pitocin than with my first ds even though Noah was much smaller. He was born with considerable breathing difficulties and rushed to the NICU where we spent several tense days ruling out immature lungs and pneumothorax (hole in the lungs). Turned out to be a bad case of pneumonia so it was a week of antibiotics, the c-pac to help him breathe and a feeding tube among other machines. At our worst point they almost had to put him on a ventilator but he managed to avoid that. Late week he developed jaundice and needed to go under the lights which shook me pretty hard, after being able to hold him the day before to not be able to hold him was awful. He shook it in a few days though and we got to bring him home Sat. Big brother is in love, wants to kiss all his owies away.