Howdy,
I'm still hanging out here at the hospital doing my thing with feeding and growing. My average feeds are starting to creep up a bit, which is good. I need to take 75% of my food through the mouth before they will take my feeding tube out. I am hovering around 40%, but that is much better than last week! I am starting to open my eyes for longer periods of time. That's why they brought in this pink chair for me. It has butterflies for me to look at (actually they just create shadows, but it's something new), and the seat vibrates too. It's much more my speed than that swing I was in a few weeks ago!
Mom put me in it, and I was so content and the vibrations soothed me right to sleep!
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Blue jammies in a sea of pink. |
I had a visitor today, Katie Bern came by to hold me and have lunch with Mom. I liked Katie, I was really comfortable in her arms, and I just dozed off!
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Katie has the magic touch. |
Grammy told me a funny story about Pop pop falling asleep with his arms over his head one day and waking up so sore. I wanted Grammy to take a photo and send it to Pop pop showing him was a big girl I am. I can sleep with my arms over my head and not blow out a rotator cuff.
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Take this Pop pop |
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Daily dose of cuteness |
Mom thought it would be nice to have dinner at a pizza place near the hospital so she invited Aunt Lisa, Uncle Shorty, and Billy but little did she know I was going to be WIDE awake when it was time to go. Dad said he'd never seen me so awake. So Dad took Grammy Bond to meet up at the restaurant while Mommy stayed behind with me to get me to sleep. I knew she was getting ready to leave so I really had to cute it up a bit to make sure she felt properly guilty for leaving. She rocked and rocked and rocked me until my eyes got a little heavy, but I fought on. Finally the night nurse suggested my pink chair so Mom put me in it.
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My eyes are still open! Don't leave me! |
I still had my eyes open but I was calm and enjoyed the vibrations. I barely notice Mom tell the night nurse she'd be back in an hour and slip out the door. Mom told everyone at dinner that she had put me in the chair of abandonment and let the night nurse watch me for a bit.
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Just chillin. |
When Mom came back she stayed the night with me. I decided I was a changed woman. I had a taste of the good life with Grammy Bond holding me non-stop. When Mom thought it was time to sleep, I thought it was time to be held so I cried and cried. At first she changed my diaper and put me back and I cried. Then she reswaddled me and put me back and I cried. She knew I wasn't hungry, so she picked me up and I stopped crying. The night nurse, Sarah said uh-oh she knows you're here and now she wants you to hold her all the time.
If Grammy can hold me all the time why can't Mom and Dad?
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Sometimes I can get fooled by these developmental gadgets that act like I'm being held. |
Mom called Grammy the next morning and said no more holding all day. Grammy said she was sorry and laughed but later she told me she wasn't. I have a feeling the concept of a Grandparent is to become my best friend and thwart Mom and Dad's attempts at making me boring. I have a feeling the word I am looking for is karma.