Hard to believe it's been a week. It's definitely getting harder (to be expected) having my babies separated. When I'm with baby Dash, I miss Ellie, and when I'm home, I miss Dash. I slept at the hospital last night, and while I'm so glad to have the opportunity to room in with him, I missed Ellie and Peter fiercely. Since we've been married, Peter and I have spent probably 3 or 4 nights away from each other, and this was my second night separated from Ellie. But - Dash needs me right now, and learning to eat is our biggest priority so we can get out of the NICU.
He's doing great with that as well. When he's wide awake, he'll take quite a bit - even a full feed on occasion. When he's sleepy, not so much. We put him in clothes today, and he was quite... dashing. :)
Other than the eating thing, everything else looks great. Respirations are great, and he's maintaining his body temp quite well. People ask when he's coming home, and while we certainly don't know for sure, we're hoping a week or less from now. At least these days pass quickly...
AND, I'm off to the NICU. Again. Sleep tight.
Hey Julia, If you ever want to talk, I'm a phone call/text or email away. The NICU is a hard place to be, but soon it will be a memory and baby Dash will be home and in your arms and growing and strong! You two will have a very special bond because of this, I can assure you of that... Sending lots of love your way!
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