To catch up, we came home from the hospital on 7/19, and on 7/20 you were admitted to Children's Hospital. Our first night home was pretty simple - you slept and ate well. Saturday morning all was well... we woke up and went to the dr for another bili test. Early afternoon, we received a phone call that your bili levels has again increased and photo-therapy was ordered. A bili blanket was delivered to the house, and glow baby was born.
We were given strict instructions to feed every 2-3 hours as dehydration was a risk. As the day progressed however, you stopped feeding on one side. Also, we quickly realized that you hadn't produced any wet/dirty diapers in quite some time. We decided that if you didn't produce a dirty diaper in 30 minutes, we'd have to take you in. At the final moment, you had a dirty diaper. You then stopped feeding at all. So we discussed the options, and decided that supplementing with formula was a must. Daddy quickly made a bottle, however we couldn't get you to wake up enough to even attempt to eat. It took 2 adults to try and pry your little mouth open to get you to even TRY and drink. You drank less than 1/4 oz and then vomited. The decision was made that we had to take you in.
We arrived to the ER at Children's Hospital, they weighed you and were told that you were under 6 lbs (for those keeping track, that's over a pound lost in only 3 days) and were told "don't expect to go home tonight".
We went in knowing that we were probably going to be staying...
An IV was ran and we were then led to our room.
We knew that you were in the best place, however it was beyond heartbreaking to see you so helpless and not being able to do anything. We settled into the room and got you all situated. Every couple of hours I got to hold and feed you for no more than 20 minutes. We had an AMAZING nurse that helped with breastfeeding. I figured we'd be forced into using formula, however I was pleasantly surprised that it was never mentioned... EVER!
The next morning, we had to make the impossible decision to leave you there while we attempted to happily celebrate your big brother's 2nd birthday. We definitely left a piece of our heart behind, and we both concluded that leaving to go to a party felt so wrong.
After celebrating your brother's birthday, we quickly headed back to the hospital and shortly after were given the option of taking you home and continuing photo-therapy at home, or staying one more night. We decided to bring you home.
The next day we had yet another bili test, and were given the great news that your levels were finally out of the "danger" zone. Unfortunately, the next day they were elevated. Not wanting to see you back in the hospital, we put you in the front yard to sunbathe.
It must have worked, because the next day your levels came back stable.
Since then, you have been thriving like crazy.
You have been the perfect addition to our family.
Your big brother is so incredibly fond of you, and I truly hope it stays that way.
Every day he asks to hold you, and will not leave for daycare without kissing you.
Sleep has been pretty great.
By the end of July, you were sleeping 3-5 hours at night... as it got closer to mid August, this was turning into 5-7 hours at night. Generally speaking, you are only waking up once per night!
Eat, sleep, poop, repeat.
We are exclusively breastfeeding!
You are eating on average every 2 hours during the day.
birth - 7 lbs
3 weeks - 7 lbs 12 oz
1 month - 10 lbs 5 oz
birth - 20 inches
2 weeks - 20.5 inches
1 month - 20.5 inches
We are in uncharted territory with this one!
We have cloth diapered since a week old - why didn't we do this with Brycen?
We started out in preemie clothes, and quickly graduated to newborn.
You are now in 0-3 month with 3+ on the horizon.
birth - Dark brown and LOTS of it
1 month - still dark brown and starting to thin a bit
birth - dark blue-grey
1 month - dark blue-grey
Nothing yet... you haven't "woken up" yet
Kenzie, Mac, Kenzie Bear, Sweet Pea
Being breastfed, your poops are like nothing I've experienced before.
When you poop, everyone in the room knows it as it sounds like a cannon going off.
The way you fit so perfect in the crook of my neck and snuggle up with me.