Bits of randomness

A few cute pics to go with a few cute Letti-isms: she insists that Daniel sucks on a "pinky" instead of a binky. Its so cute! Yesterday, she was looking for her shoes, which she had taken off outside. She was walking around saying "shoes! shoes! Where are you shoes?" If only it was that easy. :) she is such a character, we love her to pieces.

One last one, Daniel was busy sucking on his thumb, but having a lot of trouble keeping it in his mouth. So, I grabbed the "pinky" and put it in his mouth, he immediately put his thumb in the hole. It struck me as incredibly funny... oh, maybe you had to be there. :)

A bit of perspective

Song for the fifth child

(though it works for the fourth too!)

by Ruth Hulburt Hamilton

"Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth

empty the dustpan, poison the moth,

hang out the washing and butter the bread,

sew on a button and make up a bed.

Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?

She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.

Oh, I've grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue

(lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).

Dishes are waiting and bills are past due

(pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo).

The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew

and out in the yard there's a hullabaloo

but I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo.

Look! Aren't his eyes the most wonderful hue?

(lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).

The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,

for children grow up, as I've learned to my sorrow.

So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.

I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.

When it rains... it pours

So, the day I brought my sweet little bundle home from the hospital, our washing machine called it quits. Great timing, eh? Since not doing laundry isn't really an option with a newborn, we were able to finance a new washer and dryer for no interest for a year. I left the decision of what to buy up to my husband, and he didn't go for the cheapest option... go figure.

We had hoped to get a new car for Benson this year since he is truly driving his little Nissan Sentra into the ground. I realized this rather acutely as I was the one driving it for a week to and from the hospital. After several comments from the valet guys (free valet at the hospital, loved that!), I wrote them a note saying: this car has no a/c, the door doesn't close completely, and there is no power steering. I think they were afraid *they* had broken it. LOL. Anyway, a new car will have to remain a hope, and poor Benson may loose a few pounds in the "sauna" we call his car over the summer... Alright, enough of the financial woes, I could write for hours about the medical bills and other concerns we are facing, but I know you don't want to read about that...

...instead, I'll tell you how WONDERFUL it is to have our little Daniel home. I know there are some people who have a hard time getting through the newborn phase, but I am JUST LOVING IT! I admit, I am extremely tired, but that's my only complaint. I love how soft his skin is, I love how teeny his little toes are, I love how he gets all scrunched up in fetal position when I put him on my shoulder... I love how he makes so many faces when he is sleeping: smiles then frowns, and occasionally even what seems to be a laugh. And did I mention I LOVE how soft his skin is? :) I love how much his siblings love him too... and I LOVE that he is HOME. :)

It's time to re-define "normal"

He's HOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Its been about the longest 9 days of my life, but it was all worth it because he is healthy, and he's home! His bilirubin went down from yesterday, and he's kept up the good feeding! I'm so thrilled to have him home... as we were driving home from the hospital, I made the comment to my hubby that *that* hard part was over. He laughed and incredulously said "over??"

I'm well aware that more hard parts of life are ahead, but I'm happy to redefine what I consider to be normal and move forward as the mother of 4 children. Wish me luck with all the juggling I have ahead.

And thank you to ALL for your numerous prayers, I felt a great deal of strength knowing that we were being thought of and watched over from above.

Trying not to hope too much

Today *could* be the day he comes home. Yesterday went really well, he was a good boy and took all the food the doctors wanted him to without the feeding tube! They are going to check his bilirubin level again today... but if all is good, the doctor gave me hope that he might go home this afternoon. He told me not to count on it, so I'm trying not to hold my breath. . . but I can't help but hope. Its been a long 9 days...

Light at the end of the tunnel?

Yesterday was too emotional to write about. The only good part of the day was that Daniel was taken off the bilirubin lights. He also had his circumcision, which apparantly makes babies very sleepy. He didn't eat very well at all. . .

Today, however was a bright, sunny, perfect spring day, and I had high hopes for the day. The nurse told me that overnight, he seemed to be taking about half of his feedings by bottle, the rest through his tube. That in itself is a slight improvement. He continued that trend for most of the day. I debated over when to go home. My other children have hardly seen me this past week. . . so, I decided to go home for dinner. I wasn't sure if I wanted to make the trip back to the hospital or not, but a call from my brother prompted me to make the trip so that he could meet his nephew.

I was at the hospital for 2 more feedings. The first was typical (half and half). The last feeding of the night, he didn't eat all that great from me, so we put the rest of what he needed to eat in a bottle to try that before going to the tube.

Guess what!

For the first time, he finished his entire feeding by mouth! When the nurse came in and asked how he did, I showed her the empty bottle and she did a little happy dance with me. I left the hospital crying again, but for JOY this time!!!! He's making some progress... keep up those prayers and we will be home in no time.

Small improvements

Monday went a little better for Daniel. Still frustrations, but we have to see the positive, right! His morning feeding was the best yet as far as I could tell. The dumb scale said otherwise, but I choose not to dwell on that. They ended up giving him a significant amount via his NG tube anyway to please the doctors... and his next feeding was a total bust. I couldn't get him to eat for the life of me, so... NG again. ugh. Anyway, I was grateful for the good feeding. We had one more good feeding that again was frustrated by the scale, but I can see he is doing better. His jaundice seems to be leveling off, and he was very alert and awake for the good feedings.

Hoping for another day of small improvements....