Fruits of My Labor

I am still at home sick with upper respiratory crud.  I swear that my husband and the kiddos put up every single Christmas decoration that we own while I was napping on the couch.  It has been so hard for me to be away from Garrin, but I am sick, and I won’t take the risk of getting him sick.  Garrin has had a good couple of days.  Of course I have called the NICU several times every day while I’ve been home in our Christmas wonderland.  He weighed in at 2,080 grams or 4 lbs 9 oz last night. The doctor lowered the rate on his CPAP machine this morning, taking Garrin one step closer to being on straight CPAP, and his oxygen needs have been stable. No other changes to report tonight.

Once Garrin is able to tolerate high flow respiratory support, which is the step after straight CPAP, we will start recreational breastfeeding. Those of you who have breastfed may get a chuckle out of the term “recreational breastfeeding.” I know I did the first time I heard it as even though I enjoyed aspects of nursing my older kiddos, I would hardly call it recreational. That being said, I am eagerly awaiting the green light for recreational breastfeeding with Garrin as it will be the next step in the feeding part of his journey.

Speaking of feeding, I have to show off the fruits of my labor a little. When I first had Garrin, the doctor didn’t mince words when telling me that I needed to pump for him. I had already planned on breastfeeding him, but I took this role even more seriously, considering the circumstances, and remember celebrating those first five drops or so of colostrum. In the beginning pumping was almost a coping mechanism as it was the only tangible thing I could offer to help Garrin. Since his third or fourth day of life, he has received only my milk, and check out that stash. Prior to my milk coming in, Garrin received donor breast milk. Tonight, I want to share a big thank you to all you mamas who have ever donated your liquid gold as someone’s choice to do just that was crucial during Garrin’s first few days of life.

“Do all the good you can, by all the means you can, in all the ways you can, in all the places you can, at all the times you can, to all the people you can, as long as ever you can.” ~John Wesley

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