Archive for August, 2008
It’s Starting
Just as the world turns it’s gaze away from Beijing and towards home, the next athletic star is rising.
It’s official, I’m a soccer mom. Tonight is her first practice. If she plays the part as well as she dresses the part, we’ve got a champ on our hands : )
“Daddy’s Home”
Those words are like music to my ears right now.
Tag! You’re it.
They’re both pretty cute though, huh?
Ssssssshhhhhh!
Little dude did not sleep last night. He is finally napping. One wrong move and this guy will explode. Thank God for laptops.
Oh yeah, and I got all my hair cut off. Three kids make you do crazy things.
All Quiet on the Home Front
Well, we survived yesterday. There were some tense moments, but the girls got a nice lesson in delayed gratification. There may or may not have been an ice cream bribe involved. All in all, I think I can do this.
Today is pretty quiet. We’re just haning out and I’m trying to the the house clean (translation: everything shoved into closets) before small group comes over tonight.
Here’s a few pics of the boy:
Only 5 hours until the rest of the clan joins us.
The First Day Of The Rest Of My Life
Today is my first solo day as a mom of three. The houseguests are all gone and the girls are home from preschool.
I’m only on my second batch of coffee, and so far, we’re doing okay. No injuries. No Joan Crawford moments.
Tummy Time is a hit.
Charlotte is in her own little world as usual. She’s “teaching letters to her Pollys” right now.
Only 7 hours until Daddy gets home.
Frisbee Golf With Dad
Three things first :
1. I used to play under par in college (I had free time) and Olivia has great form.
2. Charlotte has the most amazing victory dance.
3. Notice the patch of red paint. That will soon be the color of our house… along with white trim.
We’re all home!
We intended to make the announcement as soon as we got home, but there has just been too much baby lovin’ going on. We were discharged yesterday around lunchtime and have been holding Creighton ever since.
The girls are thrilled and I think they may be a little overprotective. Just try getting baby “Creighty” out of her arms:
We’ll upload more pictures soon. Thanks for all of the support we received while we were in NICU.
Look Ma, no tubes!
The NICU people finally took Creighton off preemie protocol (duh) and are letting him feed on demand. No more feeding tube for our little man cub.
If he does well with his next 6-8 feedings, he’ll come home (we’ve already had two successful ones)
Woo Hoo!
Video Update 4 – Hanging with my little guy in NICU .
I’m hanging out in NICU today. Katie is at home trying to get some rest so I decided to stay for the afternoon. He has to be off the feeding tube for at least 24 hours before he can leave. I tried feeding him a bottle at 11:30 and he did okay but he still needed the tube to finish up. I’m trying again at 2:00. We’ll see how it goes.
Silver Lining of the Day
My child has been at the absolute bottom of the priority list today. It’s been a little frustrating for us because we had to wait for the doctor to get any “official” news. But, the thing is, if there were ever a place that you would want your child to be a low priority it would be in the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit. The baby that I think looks pitiful with a tiny tube in his mouth looks like Gaston from Beauty and the Beast compared to the vast majority of children on his hall. I am glad to let them have the doctor’s and nurse’s attention first.
Thank God for perspective.
Here’s the news:
Creighton is going to get to try and take a feeding by mouth tonight instead of by gavage (feeding tube). He has been chewing on his fist all day, but the nurse had to wait for the doctor’s orders to let me try and feed him. Our first attempt will be at 8 p.m., but even if he is still too congested to eat by mouth, he’ll still get all the milk I’ve been pumping all day. So that’s a very good thing.
Here’s the rub:
The earliest that Creighton is going to be going home will be tomorrow night. I, however, have got to be out of my room tonight. So we have to go home without him. Boo. Hopefully it will just be one night at home without him.
We’ll come back and hang with him tomorrow and try and get him all fixed up and ready to go.
Here’s a picture of Josh and Creighton in his NICU room. It’s just a tiny little tube.
P.S. Sorry if you have tried to call me. My cell phone charger has disappeared and my battery died yesterday. But most of y’all know I’m terrible at returning phone calls anyway 