Garrin is still grounded to his isolette, which is difficult for us as we want to comfort and hold him. My husband got to do cares for the first time today. He even got to pick Garrin up for the first time to weigh him — 1 lb 12 oz. It warmed my heart to have him back today, especially to see him get in the isolate to change Garrin and do containment. I have really missed sharing the normal parenting responsibilities with him. I may or may not have been a combination helicopter parent and backseat driver, but he did a great job, and I loved watching him get to know our sweet son.
Overall, today was a “boring” day, which we have been told is good. Garrin is almost back up to full feeds. The nurse will be adding back in 22 calorie fortifier to my breast milk tomorrow. We are praying that Garrin’s little body tolerates it and we can eventually get back up to the 26 calorie mixture. Boring and nutrition, that’s what this sweet boy needs. The doctor says that his biggest concern about Garrin is his lungs which will only get better with nutrition and time. The doctor also commented today on Garrin’s spunk, saying “a little piss and vinegar is a good thing in this situation.”
In our conversation with the doctor, I mentioned that Garrin’s current situation is worrisome, but that it does not seem as scary as those first few hours and days after his birth. Either we are getting stronger or being naive. Let’s face it, it’s probably a combination of both. Even so, tonight I’m going to leave you with a quote from Eleanor Roosevelt: “You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, ‘I lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along.’” Bring on tomorrow.