It’s great to be home again. Things are a bit different around here now. We’ve got a bit of a pharmacy/hospital/nursery vibe going on.
Damian’s on seven different medicines and special formula. I’ve become a pro at quickly measuring and administering while simultaneously chasing a puppy and wiping tears/vomit.
Happy baby boy.
Ok not always happy. But he’s still cute…
I need to get some more pictures of my little one with our real camera. I realize he’s probably going to have this feeding tube in for awhile so I can’t just “wait til he’s pretty again.” I still think he’s beautiful, even tubed up like he is.
If we’re going to get through this, we’re going to have to celebrate every achievement, every bit of good news, every joy that Damian brings to our life no matter how small. Over the last two days, I’ve realized a little toothless smile can overshadow the most daunting challenges and life-altering diagnoses.
Recently, he’s been very happy and smiley, which has been fun. We’ve read books–he knows all about bath time now (maybe one day we’ll get a real bath in). We’ve played with our balloons–he loves Elmo (he even has Elmo socks). And we’ve tickled and kissed and listened to music. All kinds of fun things. However, today was my favorite. Today we talked. Ok, so maybe Damian wasn’t really all that intelligible, but I’d say “heeyyyyyyyy” and he’d respond “haaaaaaaa.” We did that a couple of times, and amazingly enough, my world that had be shattered all of days early suddenly seemed put back together.
So today I decided I refuse to be pitied, especially by myself. Is this going to be hard? Most definitely. The most frustrating thing is not knowing what awaits us. But I’m not losing hope in this unknown because there is one certain thing… Whatever his future may hold, I know that Nate and I will be there, completely changed by a little boy who has shown us we could love more than we ever knew possible.
I may be just a bit biased, but I think he’s pretty stinkin’ cute! I know I promised y’all pictures while we were in the hospital, but the wireless refused to work. We took a ton though so I’ll be posting more of them soon! I just wanted to get some initial ones up for everyone to see.
We’re home now, and Damian’s doing well. Mostly sleeping. Apparently being born is hard work! Nate and I are holding up too considering we’re going on very little sleep from the past 3 days. Surprisingly, our lack of sleep came more from the constant stream of hospital staff rather than a crying baby (and, of course, having him at 11 pm did help either). Our labor story was nothing like the video (which is probably a good thing) and involved us barely making it in time to the hospital. I’ll do a separate post about that later though. For now, enjoy the pictures!