He had to come home on oxygen, as his oxygen levels were a little low. It makes him look a little tragic with the cannula stuck up his nose.
My parents have come, which has been helpfull. And my sister, Val. We're kind of stuck in this baby limbo. Every three hours for 45 minutes or so, it's "change the baby, feed the baby, snuggle the baby" and repeat.
The Saturday after we got home, we threw a party for Andrews birthday. A small fiesta, with tacos and cheese dip and a pinata and a tres leches cake. Even with everyone chipping g in. I was wiped. Although I asked everyone else to please look-dont-touch the baby (too many people in too short a time) of course I knew it was too much to ask for. We gave baby x a bath that night before falling into bed myself.
Val is gone, and replaced with my sister Sonya. It is wonderful having all this help.
Pic from one of his early days in the NICU
You are so good at getting your feelings written out. I'm glad you have this blog, some day maybe it will be published like the blog in "Julie and Julia" Gives a very good understanding of the angst of having a baby, and not sugar coated. Now that I'm home after being with baby X in your home for 2 weeks, I can say, I'm glad they got him out, and he is so perfect.
ReplyDeleteYou are so good at getting your feelings written out. I'm glad you have this blog, some day maybe it will be published like the blog in "Julie and Julia" Gives a very good understanding of the angst of having a baby, and not sugar coated. Now that I'm home after being with baby X in your home for 2 weeks, I can say, I'm glad they got him out, and he is so perfect.
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