Just got home from the hospital and a dr’s visit for me. I held the O man for a heavenly 1.5 hrs today and it was so nice. I totally fell asleep at one point when he was in a tiny ball on my chest and I leaned back in the rocker and bang, passed out. The nurse came to check on us and said Oscar was having the ‘best numbers’ of the day just then. That felt really good to hear. He also opened his eyes a lot today, and looked up at me. So moving, I can’t really describe it. I can’t wait until he is 2 and racing around the backyard with his brothers and we can remember when he fit into one hand. Those days will be sweet indeed.
His nurse today, Liz (I have yet to meet one that isn’t awe inspiring), kept affectionately calling Oscar “Trouble” which I thought was cute. She also kept commenting on how strong he is and what a big personality he has. He really does. It is so amazing to see such a teeny body and yet feel what a lion he is on the inside. He HATES to be messed with and really lets everyone know. Lots of crying and grimacing. He puts both hands on his CPAP tubes and routinely pulls them out of his nostrils, raising hell in the process. Its a great sign and Matt and I keep saying how he is a Jones boy after all.
He is at 3.3 lbs right now, again a good sign. His milk feeds are up to 5cc (a whole teaspoon!) and he is tolerating them well. For the moms out there, who will relate, I could tell when I changed him that the breast milk is being digested, and it was a comforting realization. There is always that moment with your new baby where the meconium is done and they shift to more normal bowel movements. Gross but great.
He has a big test today that we are praying comes back negative. All the signs point to it being negative, but everything is a pretty big deal with one this little so we are holding our breath until we hear the results. The test is standard and given to all babies at this point, but still, we are nervous.
My dad came with me today and stayed a while. It was great since he hadn’t ever seen Oscar outside of the isolette. Its scary for him too, and I can see that in his eyes. But I also see the joy and love, which is the way we are getting through this. Day by day, remembering how much love surrounds this little boy.
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