Gah! My baby girl is two weeks old! TWO WEEKS?!?! Where on earth did the time go? I can’t believe I was put on complete bed rest on October 16th and I was hospitalized on October 28th. It feels like I’ve just blinked my eyes and all of a sudden she’s here and she’s two weeks old (errrm…30 weeks “corrected age”)!
What a difference a week makes. Today during “cuddle time”, I got to hold her for an hour WITHOUT her CPAP on! YES! I was shocked that the nurse tried her on “low flow” today! I didn’t think she would be ready yet, but she did pretty well. I only held her for an hour because I didn’t want to exhaust her. She looks so cute without her CPAP mask on!The Little One is now past her full feed. She’s at 16 cc of milk every 2 hrs. She’s got no more IV lines in her. The only things she has are her NG tube, CPAP and some sensors to monitor her heart rate, oxygen level/saturation, and respiration.Hubby’s aunt came to meet the Little One today. We then went out for lunch and spent some time together before she headed back. It was so nice to see her. I’m so glad she got to meet our girlie! She also made the most adorable baby quilt for her.
I left the hospital early tonight. I was going to stay for a parent group class, but decided I needed sleep more. See? I’m following the advice all of you have been giving me 🙂 I’m trying to get some rest. Honestly, I remember leaving the hospital and before I knew it, I was getting off the bus and walking to the place where I’m staying. I don’t remember the subway ride, the bus ride, and everything in between. How crazy is that? Have you ever been so tired that you completely blanked out and when you woke up you were where you were supposed to be in the end? Gah! I think I need more sleep!
Toronto subway stations at rush hour and all the people rushing about, stern-faced and unsmiling make me think of a famous quote by H.D. Thoreau. “THE MASS OF MEN LEAD LIVES OF QUIET DESPERATION.” Thoreau comments that most men are slaves to their work and enslaved to those for whom they work. I felt so out of place. Hard to believe I used to be like that when I worked in Toronto. Always in a rush to go somewhere…and when I gazed at my reflection in the subway window, it made me sad to see my unsmiling face. I looked so tired all the time.