Happy and healthy...

Daddy came to visit Preston for a few hours last night! He also brought some outfits from Grandma, which are most appreciated. Preston was sleeping during most of the visit, but hopefully they can spend more time together real soon. We're still praying Daddy can find a job soon, too.

Preston had a Dr. appointment on Wed., and he is up to 10 lbs., 21 1/2" long. His doctor says he is doing very well, just like any other healthy baby, and he is no longer on any medication! Mom can let him sleep a little longer at night, although she still runs the risk of a leaky diaper! She goes back to work next Monday, and Preston will be staying with a nice lady in her home. Life on a more normal schedule will be a welcome change.

We're also looking forward to seeing some more smiles from Preston, it looks like he is starting to smile on purpose just a teeny but, instead of just at random. :-) Hope to have new photos made soon!

Priceless

Preston Dean continues to do very well.

He had his regular visit with his pediatrician on Jan. 6th, and Dr. Smith says he's a healthy baby. He is up to 9 lbs., 21" long.

On Jan. 8th he also had a post-op visit at the cardiologists' office. They said he looked great. His incision is looking good, and he is now off of his antibiotic.

Mom, however, had not been getting much sleep. Three to four hours a night, maybe five if she was lucky. Now she is learning to sleep during the day and tries not to get so distracted with doing so much.

The hospital total came in (not including doctor fees or mom's visit) and Preston's stay from Dec. 15th-Dec. 31st comes to $118, 612.66 before insurance. We sure hope that includes heart surgery.

Mom also found a great lady to take care of Preston when she goes back to work in a few weeks. Not sure how we'll afford that either, but time will tell.

Here's a photo of mom & baby at just about a month old. Mom says time with Preston has been priceless. Preston is looking forward to getting to know his dad when he realizes what he's missing.

"Children will not remember you for the material things you provided but for the feeling that you cherished them" -Richard L. Evans

Home

Preston was released from the hospital on New Year's Eve. The cardiologist told us at 8:30 a.m. that we could go home after some tests. It was a long day of a few tests and a lot of waiting. We finally arrived home around 8:00 p.m.

“It’s the most difficult, the most rewarding and the most fun. I think this is the greatest thing I could possibly achieve, and hats off to all the parents out there.”

~Brad Pitt on parenting

Blessed

A message from Mom:

Hello Everyone!

Just wanted to take a moment to thank you all for the prayers, well wishes, cards, gifts, e-mails and phone calls during this time. It is much appreciated, and makes me feel less alone.

Special thanks goes to my sister who has been invaluable during this time. I am not sure what I would have done without her help. Ask someone else less able/likely to assist, I suppose.

My sister has been my transportation, my helper around the house, and has been watching my daughter Racheal for me as well. Not to mention giving me a small break or two while she is here so I can post this message to you.

For the first ten days after delivery, I was told by my doctors not to drive, go up and down stairs, lift much, or do any regular exercise. Part of that is because I am still on blood thinner for my blood clots, but also I am still recovering from having Preston, which normally takes six weeks minimum.

Thanks also goes out to my parents who have helped out doing handyman work around my house, brought gifts, and celebrated Christmas with us. Even though they couldn't come by and see Preston due to recovering from illness, you all have been super.

These fine folks had come all the way from Virginia (6.5 hours) to help!

Since Christmas Eve when I came to stay 24/7 in the progressive unit at the hospital with Preston, I've experienced quite a different world than just going to visit. During this time I have especially appreciated the help with my daughter since I haven't been able to be with her.

Although being here has been kind of like being a shut-in, it has been a joy getting to know my new baby. Preston is a little sweetie, even though as a newborn he pretty much eats, sleeps, and needs his diaper changed, I have been able to bond with him and get to know his schedule and how he communicates.

He likes to look at me, at my striped shirt especially, and colored toys. He makes all kinds of faces, and is very vocal with the grunts and cooing noises he makes. After I feed him, he usually either stares at me or falls asleep. When he has his eyes closed, often he'll smile several wide, cute baby grins. Precious!

I hate the hiccups

I really really hate the hiccups. And I get them all the time! I even got them when I was still in Mommy's tummy. I don't just get the annoying hiccups; I get the ones that hurt! When I get the hiccups I cry a bit after the first one, and after the next hiccup I cry even more. Somewhere between the fifth to tenth hiccup, I'm wailing and my face is all red. It helps when Mommy or Auntie Heather pat my back and talk to me until it stops. If they keep rubbing my back I'll go right to sleep, I'm so tired of fighting the hiccups. But then, sometimes, I get woken up by--you guessed it--the hiccups. Sorry the video is so dark, but here I am with Auntie Heather and the hiccups. (Hey--that sounds like a great name for a band...Auntie Heather and The Hiccups... no? Ok, then.)

Mommy and my nurses are still waiting for me to eat enough before they will let me go. They want me to eat about 2 ounces at each meal. Usually I leave about 1/4 to 1/2 an ounce. Since they've been thickening it a bit with rice cereal, they're going to try it now without the cereal, in the hopes that I won't get full so fast. I've also been real spoiled having Mommy here with me--I'm so used to being held while drinking my bottle that I insist on that now--only the best for me! I love to snuggle, so this combines two of my favorite things--a full belly and a warm snuggly lap.

Since the video was so dark, here's another picture from yesterday of me with my auntie.

Lil' Brother & Big Sis!

Today was another big day! I got to meet my big sister Racheal! We both had been really looking forward to this moment. I was so excited I was nearly speechless, and just stared and stared. I recognized her voice, though it was a little different from what I remember when I was swimming in Mommy's tummy. I can already tell we're going to be great pals.

Racheal even helped feed me this afternoon. Mommy showed her how to prepare my bottle. My nurse Elisa says maybe I'll be released tomorrow or the next day. It all depends on how well I'm eating. They want to make sure I can get enough myself without using the feeding tube. The thought of that is so exciting to me that I think...I need another nap.

Baby's First Christmas

Merry Christmas, everyone! Wow--what a day! Here at the hospital, I got dozens of homemade cards from some local kids. Santa brought me books, a stuffed bear, and even Rudolph! Mommy even got a pretty afghan that someone made and donated. No one wanted us to feel left out of Christmas even though we were stuck at the hospital.

Back home, on Christmas Eve, my big sis Racheal and Auntie Heather had opened one present each. They opened one for me too--actually our puppy Gizmo helped open my present since I'm not zen with the hand-eye coordination yet. Here's a cute clip of that--I can't wait to meet both of them. Please excuse my elf who forgot not to turn the camera sideways for video.

On Christmas day, Auntie Heather discovered that the power was out at the house. Duke Power told her there were over 700 people in the area without power, and they were working on it but didn't have an estimated time it would be fixed. Everything else was so strange about this Christmas, that having the power out was almost funny. If worse came to worse, she knew there was food at the hospital cafeteria. Fortunately, the power came back on at about 12:30, so Grandpa started the turkey and stuffing then.


They opened gifts at the house and later came to the hospital to bring Mommy her and my gifts. Mommy was glad to see the family. I hadn't been giving her much sleep. I keep falling asleep on her when she feeds me, so that takes longer than normal. Then she has to pump milk and clean bottles. (They're using bottles for me right now so they can measure how much I'm eating.) When she changes my diaper I wake up and get mad. Last night she only got 2 hours of sleep. I, on the other hand, have been getting tons of sleep, even during photo op sessions. Are you sure breast milk doesn't have tryptophan in it?