I had a really nice day today – a nice nurse, a snuggle for hours and lunch with my brother that was not from a facility at the hospital. Â The girls had a good day too, all of us cozied back in our new, more intimate abode in the less intensive area of the nursery. Â I enjoyed them.
I tend to keep to myself at the hospital. Â Today I didn’t – I talked to a mother who was told that her baby had an infection, and that babies die of infections all the time. I talked to a mother who said she’d been told her baby would never walk or talk. I saw a family who’d been acting celebratory in the lounge a few days ago come out of a meeting room teary-eyed and silent. After a day like that I had to flee and go to P’s soccer game. Â There’s something quite soothing about watching half the team kick the ball to the wrong end of the field while the other half sits down and eats grass. I couldn’t even feel annoyed when M had a twenty minute screaming tantrum because she wanted a muffin at 6:45 p.m.
Some obligatory NICU pics – I dressed C in a quite-impractical (no snaps for leads) but very adorable onesie. She’s my little heater so she needed some trendy short-sleeve clothes and the worn-out NICU onesies just weren’t cutting it for her.
B tends to be on the cool side so we keep her wrapped in a warm towel when she’s doing her skin-to-skin.
M made me a crown at daycare. Â After the last few weeks I feel I deserve it! Â Also I don’t think I look as tired in person as I do in this picture. Â Then again, maybe I do.