Thursday, August 16, 2007

Home




Today is a day we will never forget. August 16, 2007...the day we finally got to bring our baby boy home with us! While he still has a week before he is supposed to be born, it has been 8 weeks since the journey began! Boy have we learned a lot in those 8 weeks! We can impress people with all kinds of new exciting medical terms and phrases. We've learned that grams, millimeters, and Celsius are used more often in America than one might think. NICU nurses: Crazy Cool and very hard to leave. The amount of love you have for your child is not proportionate to their size. Despite great advancements in diapers, babies can still poop up their backs. Babies do indeed come with instructions. We were given a 10 page pamphlet before leaving the hospital. (The question now is, "Is 10 pages enough?") Babies should come with a washing machine or some very trendy disposable clothes. Insurance companies happily pay in full for the oxygen supply when you bring home a baby on oxygen. However, there is a hefty rental fee for the equipment that takes the oxygen out of the air in our house. Thank You Independent Health for letting us have the oxygen in our house for free! The miracle of life truly is an incredible miracle that happens right under our noses each and every day. Out of all the things we have learned, we value most the fact that God is good, God is faithful, and God truly does sustain!
The adventure that lies ahead of us is like none other and we cannot be happier to finally be on our way!

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Mostly Ups


Everybody told us that there would be ups and downs with a preemie. Thanks to a LOT of prayers, we've had a lot more ups than downs lately. Silas has been doing really well! As of Friday, he started eating out of a bottle! Yeah! We have pictures, of course!

Yesterday we went in to the hospital and they were moving him out of his isolette and into a crib! This is a BIG deal, as it means that he is maintaining his temperature on his own and now weighs enough. Oh so proud were we!

Our excitement was rather short-lived though. This morning...a call from the doctor. Never really good. Silas failed the crib test and is back in the incubator. And he is getting a blood transfusion today. Hopefully that will be the answer for getting some meat on those awfully LONG bones!

We still couldn't be any happier. God is so good...especially amongst the changes...