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2/28/03 Around midnight -
This morning we came home from the hospital, Mom put out a cool sign in the yard with Congratulations, and Maria Grace's name on it... for all the neighbors to see. Thanks mom! - On the way home, the excitement was sort of overwhelming. Candace and I both shed tears of joy.
The Reading Hospital was overall a good experience. The surgery people were great. Dr Heller was great. And the nurses were really helpful... Different specialists stopped in, and our pediatrician came by. - Im sure they will all be paid well. It is complicated to have a baby these days.
As we were leaving, and going down the hospital hall, I told the nurses at the desk "thank you for all the help" and stuff, they smiled, said congratulations, and we started to walk away - but they stopped us, and I guess it is policy for them to escort you to the car. I'm not sure why, but this nurse (who was nice and all) took Maria and she sort of balanced this car seat on a push cart. Now my dad instincts kicked in right away. Maria was perfectly safe in my hands... Now here was someone trying to be helpful, but mandating that they take my baby and teeter her 4 feet in the air on this unstable, and hard to push cart... Needless to say, I could feel my blood start to boil - Its hard to get me steamed, and I think I handled it well, but insisted that I could do a better job. Well they insisted, and got some pillows, and stuff, and made it work better. As we were walking down the hall, I could feel the protectiveness dad coming out... To all those overprotective parents, who I never understood before. I understand. (you told me I would) Now the job is to keep the reaction under control, and reasonable.
Anyway, it is fun to be home. Maria didn't seem to be impressed with the place, in fact she wouldnt even open her eyes for a good look around. But I know she will come to love the place.
Maria started to shows signs of jaundice. The doctor said we got to get her to poop more. Increasing the input will increase the output. So like concerned parents analyzing and tracking diaper activity, and bowl movements becomes an important part of our daily activity. She likes to sleep way too much. And when she does wake, she is pretty mellow. I never thought I'd see the day when I hoped my baby would wake up more and cry more. Actually the crying gets her lungs moving, and the oxygen in the system. Tonight it was our main job to try to keep her awake enough to nurse right. It took some teamwork between Candace and I, but it was good, and we accomplished our goal...now for a bit of shut eye - the alarm is set for 2.5 hours. If she doesn't wake us up, we will wake her up. Now theres a switch.
I really appreciate both moms coming today and helping around the place. It is hard work getting Maria on track, and its hard to think about anything else. I went to work for a while in the afternoon, and we are grateful that we have such great grandmothers (they are great, but not in the "great" way) in such close proximity.
Maria is so georgeous... When I came home from work, I went right in to look at her, and when I saw her, I realized, I am getting to know her. I just met her days ago, but already, her face is burning more and more into my memory, and my heart. She is so precious.
2/28/03 Around midnight -
This morning we came home from the hospital, Mom put out a cool sign in the yard with Congratulations, and Maria Grace's name on it... for all the neighbors to see. Thanks mom! - On the way home, the excitement was sort of overwhelming. Candace and I both shed tears of joy.
The Reading Hospital was overall a good experience. The surgery people were great. Dr Heller was great. And the nurses were really helpful... Different specialists stopped in, and our pediatrician came by. - Im sure they will all be paid well. It is complicated to have a baby these days.
As we were leaving, and going down the hospital hall, I told the nurses at the desk "thank you for all the help" and stuff, they smiled, said congratulations, and we started to walk away - but they stopped us, and I guess it is policy for them to escort you to the car. I'm not sure why, but this nurse (who was nice and all) took Maria and she sort of balanced this car seat on a push cart. Now my dad instincts kicked in right away. Maria was perfectly safe in my hands... Now here was someone trying to be helpful, but mandating that they take my baby and teeter her 4 feet in the air on this unstable, and hard to push cart... Needless to say, I could feel my blood start to boil - Its hard to get me steamed, and I think I handled it well, but insisted that I could do a better job. Well they insisted, and got some pillows, and stuff, and made it work better. As we were walking down the hall, I could feel the protectiveness dad coming out... To all those overprotective parents, who I never understood before. I understand. (you told me I would) Now the job is to keep the reaction under control, and reasonable.
Anyway, it is fun to be home. Maria didn't seem to be impressed with the place, in fact she wouldnt even open her eyes for a good look around. But I know she will come to love the place.
Maria started to shows signs of jaundice. The doctor said we got to get her to poop more. Increasing the input will increase the output. So like concerned parents analyzing and tracking diaper activity, and bowl movements becomes an important part of our daily activity. She likes to sleep way too much. And when she does wake, she is pretty mellow. I never thought I'd see the day when I hoped my baby would wake up more and cry more. Actually the crying gets her lungs moving, and the oxygen in the system. Tonight it was our main job to try to keep her awake enough to nurse right. It took some teamwork between Candace and I, but it was good, and we accomplished our goal...now for a bit of shut eye - the alarm is set for 2.5 hours. If she doesn't wake us up, we will wake her up. Now theres a switch.
I really appreciate both moms coming today and helping around the place. It is hard work getting Maria on track, and its hard to think about anything else. I went to work for a while in the afternoon, and we are grateful that we have such great grandmothers (they are great, but not in the "great" way) in such close proximity.
Maria is so georgeous... When I came home from work, I went right in to look at her, and when I saw her, I realized, I am getting to know her. I just met her days ago, but already, her face is burning more and more into my memory, and my heart. She is so precious.
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