freddie came home sunday afternoon with no major issues. he didn't do good on his car seat pneumogram and was sent home with a car bed. apparently his sats dropped a few times during the test and the doctor didn't feel comfortable sending him home in his carseat. it's not a big deal - we'd rather be safe than sorry - but the car bed is a pain in the ass and personally i don't think it's safe. fortunately aside from their 2 week checkup this friday and maybe church we won't be taking the babies anywhere in the car. the good news is that the woman who reads the tests wants to retest him, so we'll have to run back up to the hospital, test for 2 hours and hopefully he'll get a good report and we can get rid of the blasted bed.
the babies seem to be settling well in their new home and have been pleasant to take care of (honeymoon period!) the only time they seem to cry is when they're hungry or messy. laura sounds like a kitten when she cries. freddie sounds like a siren when he fusses. both are eating well and feeding well above the goals that the doctor established (both are piggishly eating at about 3 oz) and messing their diapers like champs. what a difference from the boy, who didn't feed very well when he was born, and was constipated a lot. eat, sleep and poop. they live the life or riley.
doc visits went well for both of us. peds is pleased on how well they are doing and by their great sizes despite being born early. my appointment went well, doc removed my staples and grumbled about how my incision was stitched. doesn't matter - i'm beyond bikinis at this point. also, it sounded like if the babies held in one more day, i could have delivered at my hospital with my doctor - he felt they were well enough along that they could have done well there without the NICU. oh well. they got the best care possible in the NICU. who knows if they would be doing this well had it not been for the NICU.
i am so grateful to be at home with my family. we have been blessed so far beyond what anyone could deserve.
i think about this as i hold and stare at my babies about the tragedy that occurred up river yesterday. 2 children drowned in the river, where they went swimming sunday evening. i can't imagine how their families must be feeling.
i spent most of my life growing up near water. when i was little there was a small creek that ran behind my house. i didn't play in it very often - there were snakes in there that scared me. it was only a few inches deep except after rains - it never overflowed the wall, which was about 5-6 feet tall surrounding it. i think my folks put the fear of God in me about that creek.
now we live a couple blocks away from the river. mostly used it for boating, some kids jump off the white bridge to cool off, but i wouldn't exactly swim in it. during the summer the inflated dam is up, making the river into a small lake. the river is rather shallow although there are some deep channels and beguiling currents. just about every year someone drowns - usually an adult who thinks they can wade or swim across the river. what happened up river was that the 2 kids wanted to cool off by swimming, and the parents gave their permission. i don't think there were any adults supervising the kids. the mom said they swam in the river becos they couldn't afford to swim at the community pool. i feel especially bad for the mom, since her only child drowned. i can't imagine the anguish of something that was so preventable.
the babies seem to be settling well in their new home and have been pleasant to take care of (honeymoon period!) the only time they seem to cry is when they're hungry or messy. laura sounds like a kitten when she cries. freddie sounds like a siren when he fusses. both are eating well and feeding well above the goals that the doctor established (both are piggishly eating at about 3 oz) and messing their diapers like champs. what a difference from the boy, who didn't feed very well when he was born, and was constipated a lot. eat, sleep and poop. they live the life or riley.
doc visits went well for both of us. peds is pleased on how well they are doing and by their great sizes despite being born early. my appointment went well, doc removed my staples and grumbled about how my incision was stitched. doesn't matter - i'm beyond bikinis at this point. also, it sounded like if the babies held in one more day, i could have delivered at my hospital with my doctor - he felt they were well enough along that they could have done well there without the NICU. oh well. they got the best care possible in the NICU. who knows if they would be doing this well had it not been for the NICU.
i am so grateful to be at home with my family. we have been blessed so far beyond what anyone could deserve.
i think about this as i hold and stare at my babies about the tragedy that occurred up river yesterday. 2 children drowned in the river, where they went swimming sunday evening. i can't imagine how their families must be feeling.
i spent most of my life growing up near water. when i was little there was a small creek that ran behind my house. i didn't play in it very often - there were snakes in there that scared me. it was only a few inches deep except after rains - it never overflowed the wall, which was about 5-6 feet tall surrounding it. i think my folks put the fear of God in me about that creek.
now we live a couple blocks away from the river. mostly used it for boating, some kids jump off the white bridge to cool off, but i wouldn't exactly swim in it. during the summer the inflated dam is up, making the river into a small lake. the river is rather shallow although there are some deep channels and beguiling currents. just about every year someone drowns - usually an adult who thinks they can wade or swim across the river. what happened up river was that the 2 kids wanted to cool off by swimming, and the parents gave their permission. i don't think there were any adults supervising the kids. the mom said they swam in the river becos they couldn't afford to swim at the community pool. i feel especially bad for the mom, since her only child drowned. i can't imagine the anguish of something that was so preventable.
When I hear about the loss of children, I hug mine a lot more. I can't imagine such tragedy.
ReplyDeleteBut yours is a time for celebration. Much love to you and your newly expanded family.