Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Happy Birthday!

It's hard to believe that it has been a whole month since the twins were born. So much has happened since then. All that I can really say is what a wild journey, eh?

I finally got the obligatory "dollar bill" shot this morning to show how teeny tiny my Crewton (crouton) is. I wish I had gotten one when he was born. From now on I'll try to take a dollar shot every month. As always, the pics are poor quality because I didn't use a flash and I took these pics through the glass of his isolette. Not bad, considering. Can you believe he was actually half a pound smaller at birth? He's a giant now, LOL! It's kind of a strange place to be in your life when you think 2 pounds seems sturdy. He looks and feels so much bigger and stronger than he used to. Either he really is getting bigger and stronger, or I'm getting braver. Probably a little of both.

Speaking of brave, I sucked poop out of his ostomy bag today. And... I threw up a little in my mouth while doing it. Maybe it's because it's the same style of syringe that they use to put food in his feeding tube. Something connected really poorly with that mental image in my brain. Blech.


Here I am, the mama kangaroo with my little joey. The first time I held him, he cried for half an hour. The next time, when I held him kangaroo style, he cried for about 5 minutes. This time he cried only until I got him nestled and situated and he went immediately to sleep, snug as a wee little bug. It was a fantastic hour... well, except for that one apnea crash. I had to rub him all over to wake him up and remind him to breathe.
Precious baby. Thanks for the hat, Aunt Lyndsey!!
So, I finally decided that I was ready to attend my first NICU parent support luncheon. The speaker today was a music therapist, which I actually found very interesting, informative, and validating. I also liked meeting the other NICU parents. And hey, free lunch. Thank goodness no one said "I know exactly how you feel" because I would have bolted, potato bar or not. I'll probably go again next week. I also picked up a sweet little knitted hat for Crew to grow into and a Christmas baby quilt.

I signed up Crew to get his picture taken with Santa in the upcoming weeks. As the neurotic Grinch Mom, I refused consent to allow Mr. Claus to actually touch my baby, but it will make a sweet picture with him peering into the isolette, don't you think?

4 comments:

Lisa said...

So sweet! I love your updates girly! They are just wonderful! He does look a lot bigger too! Go Crew!

Krisi and Adam said...

It is so great that you are writing this for you and for Crew when he is older to see. You are a strong woman and I love to see how much he is growing. We lost our little guy at 18 weeks, the day you had the twins, so it is interesting (and heartwarming) to see such a little guy make it. Keep up the great work mom - and it's ok to be neurotic! The picture of Santa peering in on him will be cuter than him holding him anyway.

Scrapping Mom of 5 said...

What beautiful pictures. And I think Santa peering sounds like a really cute. And he looks much more alert in the pictures. And I'm so glad you are getting snuggle time.

Anonymous said...

I loved the dollar bill pics...he is just too tiny and cute! :-) I hope that he keeps on improving and that there are less "issues" that come up! It sounds as though he is a strong little guy and the results on his tests seem to confirm that!

Once again, thanks for sharing. Yopur blog is a regular stop now :-)

Lisa
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