37 days after he was born, and my Atticus has his face all to himself. No oxygen support, and no (facial) feeding tube. No stickers on the side of his face to hold things in place. No bili sunglasses. Not even a hat. Just his adorable face.
Come home, baby Atticus!
Damien celebrated his 37th day (and night...) with the worst reflux we've had yet. If we put him down for even one minute, he cries or vomits. (Or both.) I got no sleep at all last night, and my mother had a rough time of it baby sitting while I visited the NICU.
Oh my word, what I wouldn't give to be kept up at night by both my babies' screams under one roof.
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Sunday, March 4, 2012
I hate the NICU
Horrible, horrible day for Atticus. His feeds aren't progressing, bowel is hypoactive, so will need TPN for *at least seven more days*. Fuck. So for the second time they tried to give him a PICC line, and once again failed miserably. And he got so upset (those fuckers didn't sedate him enough, I'm guessing) that he extubated himself. So they tried him off the vent and he needed to go back on after 40 minutes. I'm so upset. We've gone completely backwards since surgery. I feel like I'm never getting him home--they're now talking about drastic measures (IMO, especially since he was on room air--not even a cannula!--at the other hospital) like jaw surgery to open his airway some. I just want him safe and home
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Happy One Month
Yesterday was my boys' one-month birthday. Impossible to believe that.
Atticus's surgery went extremely well. No airway abnormalities (although he does have a slightly small trachea...but then again, he is a slightly small little dude), intestines easy to place, perfect little G-tube button. OR was running behind, so we spent much more time waiting for him to get into surgery than to get out of it. I go to visit him soon, but as of my last call to the NICU, he was doing well. On pain meds but somewhat awake, and weaning himself off the vent.
Damien was an absolute angel during the wait. He's a very vocal little guy, lots of grunts and coos. Everyone in the waiting room knew we had another baby, and several people told me how cute he is. Which, why yes indeed. But he didn't throw a single fit or cry except briefly when he was hungry.
I can't wait to have both of my boys under our own roof. And to hold them both at the same time, something I have yet to do.
Atticus's surgery went extremely well. No airway abnormalities (although he does have a slightly small trachea...but then again, he is a slightly small little dude), intestines easy to place, perfect little G-tube button. OR was running behind, so we spent much more time waiting for him to get into surgery than to get out of it. I go to visit him soon, but as of my last call to the NICU, he was doing well. On pain meds but somewhat awake, and weaning himself off the vent.
Damien was an absolute angel during the wait. He's a very vocal little guy, lots of grunts and coos. Everyone in the waiting room knew we had another baby, and several people told me how cute he is. Which, why yes indeed. But he didn't throw a single fit or cry except briefly when he was hungry.
I can't wait to have both of my boys under our own roof. And to hold them both at the same time, something I have yet to do.
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