Benjamin (now up to 5 pounds, 3 oz!) is recovering nicely from his surgery (no news yet on his eyes) and is pretty much demanding progress. If there is one thing he hates (more than getting his temperature taking and a little less than eye exams) it’s his CPAP. He was off yesterday from 8am until 11pm and did not like going back on. And if there’s one thing he loves it’s getting his feeding from a bottle.
This is very convenient for us, since these are the two things he needs to do – get off the CPAP full-time and get all his feedings from the bottle.
The other thing Benjamin loves is being held – which is wonderful for us when we are there, since we love the feeling of providing him comfort and having that bonding time. But when i starts getting late in the evening and we need to head home, it is really heart breaking to see him get upset. Amy is getting very talented at calming him down long enough so we can sneak out (and let the nurses deal with him after he discovers our clever ruse). I suspect this skill will be useful in a few weeks.
Speaking of a few weeks, the nurses, while remaining closed lips over any timetable for the great escape, have begun asking us if we have a pediatrician or if we have begun setting up his room. This, as was explained by a nurse a couple of months ago, is code for “Your baby is nearly ready to go home, prepare to freak out.” Ben still needs to get off the antifungal (June 10) , do the other stuff mentioned above, and also get his hernia fixed before he leaves. that said, the light at the end of this particular tunnel is getting bright.
Anyone know where we can get a drum of Purell to dip Cayman in?