It started off kinda scary because she pooped sometime between midnight and 2am while I had her in the bed with me. At 2:30am I finally decided i needed to just wrap her up and put her in her bed, thats when I saw she pooped...So i was soooo nervous and couldn't sleep for a while after I put her in her nap nanny because I kept wondering if I should tell the attending and wondering if she was going to start crapping every hour. So , I went to sleep and at 5:55am they were in to weigh her and take her vitals and get the party started. She had another poopie diaper, then we were up for a while and she had a much smaller but another poop. Thats when I really started getting scared. But at 10am we bumped her feed up another 1mL per hour. and I held my breath... I don't know why I held it but until about 2pm I did. Then, I realized. I HAVE to "let go and let God" cliche? yes. Truth? yes. I have been in this 'survival mode' and instead of relying on God and TRUSTING in Him, I SAY "I trust Him" but I don't. I worry and cry and I don't trust. About this time last year, I found out I was pregnant. About a month before we were cleaning out photos at Michael's grandmother Ada's house after she passed and I found a wallet with a card in it that said "Those who worry do not trust and those who trust do not worry." How I wish I could live by that. Truly, actually, live it and not just repeat it. I guess in Him all things are possible...definitely something i need to work on.
Anyways, my angel baby doll was feeling so good today, she sat up strong, sat in her bumbo, smiled at all the people on the floor when we went for our walk, played a looong time when I was talking to the doctor...She is really feeling better.
At home, I would hold her for her afternoon nap and usually I would watch a show or two on dvr and the show ellen. Well today I held her while she napped and watched ellen and one guest was the mayor from Newark, New Jersey...Cory Booker. Ellen was prodding him to run for a higher office and he said something that really struck me. He said, "The best way to make God laugh is to make plans for yourself." I thought, AMEN. We had a trip planned to Hawaii...we were going to go for an orthodontic conference and stay for an extra week. May 4-16th. Oh well, we will have to try to get any money back and maybe we can go at the end of the year...We spent about a year looking forward to it, countless hours online researching, reading the book Maui Revealed, making reservations, etc. It's heartbreaking that we can't go, but there is a reason everything happens and I need to go ahead and build a big ol' bridge and get over it...
The doctor is going to increase her feeds a mL every 8 hours(where it had been every 12) and we are stopping the albumin in her TPN and see if her levels stay the same. They are now taking her vitals only once every 12 hours when awake and drawing blood every other day instead of everyday. So, we have a lot less interruptions and prodding which equals less crying and less stress! We just know that the more we increase her feedings she will eventually reach 'threshold' and start 'dumping' and we will have to back off and start lower and work up again as her gut heals it can only process so much. We just have to take it day by day.
Here are some pics of my baby doll....




Sweet dreams!
Dannis


















