Sorry for no post last night. I wrote a huge long one and then the Internet connection crapped out on me and it was lost. Actually, I'm glad it did because I was extremely ornery yesterday due to a plugged milk duct (OW) and a car seat fiasco that I won't bore you with, and it was a very negative post. I'm in a much better mood today. Willow is on a roll!! As of right now, 2:45 PM, she hasn't been gavaged at all since 11 PM last night! That's right - she's taken 5 feedings in a row, the entire feeding, entirely by bottle or breast. Woo hoo! Willow's nurse today said it looks like maybe her "lightbulb is turning on". Then she was saying something about maybe rooming in this weekend. God, I hope she's not teasing me. But if it doesn't work out that way, I will not get depressed or upset. I will roll with it.
It's Willow's 3-month birthday today and I made a little sign to celebrate the occasion:
I told her she was acting like such a big girl today with all her awesome sucking, and that gavage feedings are for babies, not big 3-month old girls. :)
The last two days, Willow has been out of her private room. They needed it for another baby whose mom is rooming in right now. The good news is, she's in a little nook with her buddy Ellen! The nurses say the two girls chat back and forth with their grunts. They're so cute; Lauren (Ellen's mom) and I decided they look alike. They have so much in common. They're about the same size, and Ellen is just two days younger (gestationally) than Willow. They were born early for the same reason too - HELLP syndrome.
My parents and Josh are on their way down right now to attend our infant CPR class tonight.
That's all for today. Everyone please cheer Willow on so she can become the little sucking champ she needs to be. The end is so close I can taste it!
OK, the Beacon House Internet connection has been even worse than usual lately, and it will not let me upload photos. Sorry! Maybe I'll have to bring the computer over to the hospital tomorrow or something.
Bye bye to Tat
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