Today started out pretty good. Dominic has continued to do well with his feedings, so he got his feeding tube taken out this morning. I love looking at his chubby little face without that tube. He looks like such a big boy. We had Thanksgiving lunch (courtesy of Cracker Barrel) with Nick's parents and sister and of course spent time cuddling with D. But, after his 3pm feeding he had another brady. It's the only one he has had today, but again, we are at least 5 days from going home. For some reason, the one today really hit me and I had to leave his room and just cry by myself for a few minutes. I don't want him to come home if he isn't ready, but it is hard when he is doing so well and what seems like a little hiccup continues to keep him here. I have to tell myself we are so lucky that D is doing so well, but I really feel like we will be living a pretty tense life while we count the hours without a brady. When he has a good day I can't help but get my hopes up and start imagining him coming home and then bam, a brady, and I am knocked back into reality.
On a more positive note, he is up to 4lbs 14.8oz...5lbs here we come!
No matter how down I get, I just have to look at his perfect little face and remember all the things I have to be thankful for...wonderful family and friends, a job I enjoy (and employers who have been so understanding), a husband who has been my rock throughout this ordeal, a silly dog I love and my son, who wasn't even supposed to be here for another month, but now that he is here, I couldn't imagine life without him!
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| The infamous bib I searched everywhere for! |
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| Happy Thanksgiving, from our family to yours |
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