This is a picture of our little world for the week. We actually had one of the best little spots there. We were tucked in the back away from lots of other babies and had a window. It was easy to pump and nurse and not feel like we were in the middle of everything.
Our view out the window. Wednesday was mostly spent looking at my sweet boy like this. They let me demand feed him whenever he got restless. We would nurse and snuggle and then he’d get furious as we put the mask back on and he went back under the lights. One thing that I actually thanked God a lot for was this little week of time with just Miles and me. I got to snuggle and sit and stare at him for almost a whole week with no other children asking for my attention. When does that ever happen with kid #3?! This day, I proudly wore the necklace I
I arrived back at the NICU around 8 on Thursday morning. I was so excited when his nurse told me that this was his last session under the lights!YAY for being one step closer to breaking free. We were praying it would be the day we got to go home. The doctors came around once in the morning around 10 and once in the evening around 9 to do rounds. It was neat to see several doctors, nurses, dieticians, and specialists work together and make decisions on each baby everyday. Dr. Stratton said he still needed to see his bili numbers be stable for 24 hours and see his ABO incompatibility numbers come down some more. Disappointing but getting closer! Thursday was just a quiet day of nursing and cuddling. That afternoon, Miles was finally transferred to a crib! A volunteer made tons of little “name plates” and the nurses add the names and attach one to each baby’s area. When she attached his, I had to share with her how much Owen loves cows and how perfect it was that she had picked that one. That night I went home a bit earlier (around 10) because I had finally started pumping enough milk to get him through 3 feedings. And he finally got to wear some real jammies to bed!