The day started off much better today. Had a great phone call from Riley before he left for school. He sounded happy so that put my mind at ease. Little did he know that Steve's parents were packing him a suitcase so he could stay all weekend with us at the Ronald McDonald House. He figured it out later in the evening and was thrilled. There was something so right about looking over in the other bed and seeing my first born all snuggled up in the "nest" Steve made for him, sleeping peacefully.
Liam had a great day as well! The ten o'clock break in the morning seems to be his bewitching hour, when he starts acting up. Today, he decided he's had it with a tube down his throat and took it upon himself to remove it. The nurse decided to overrule that course of treatment and put it down his nose instead and tapes it securely to the side of his face. Take THAT Liam. :)
Lots of holding and snuggling again today. I got to help with temperature taking, changing his diaper, wiping him down, and putting lotion on him. The best news of the day- there was one little tiny poo in his diaper!! THE POO HAS STARTED! It's not enough to signal it's time to feed him yet, but it's a good sign that ti's just a matter of time now. Yay!!! We also have to wait for his gastric juices that are suctioned from his stomach (via the aforementioned tube) has to run clear or stop coming up in general. I figured out at lunch today the best way to describe what comes up- it looks like pesto. I will not be ordering any chicken and pesto dishes for a while...
We had a good run of no pain meds- another victory! He went 19 hours before the nurse had to give him some. I think some nurses might try harder than others to calm the babies before giving pain meds. I'd really like him off of them because he's more alert and interactive. I just think it's weird one nurse can get him to go her whole shift with nothing and another had to give it to him 3 times. Oh well. At least we have that patient nurse back on Tuesday. They might try starting him on Tylenol instead of the pain meds he's on to get him weaned down.
His weight has been good- he's been fluctuating since birth though, but it's to be expected. He started at 6 lbs 8 oz, dropped to just above 6 lbs, then after surgery he was up to 6 lbs 13 oz (but that was mostly fluids they fed him), and now he's down to 6 lbs 9 oz. I expect him to lose weight until he can feed. Hopefully next week!! And there's talk he'll be ready for a real crib soon!
He's looking more like a real baby every day. Just a Pic line left in his head (the other 2 IVs are out), he still has all of his leads but he doesn't have to wear the blood pressure cuff all the time anymore since he's off dopamine. And he's getting swaddled (and loves it!) so he's like a little baby bundle now! Pretty soon we'll be in real clothes, a real bed- we're on the right track!
Much better day...
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