Today little man is 13 weeks old.
It's crazy around here at the moment. New admissions being squeezed in to places they shouldn't. More stable ones being shipped out to make room for others. The whole state is currently red, which means no NICU in NSW has a bed available. From here I guess is where babies born, start being transferred to Canberra or Queensland. Lucky for us that we were booked in RNS in the first place, (if you are not, as soon as baby is old enough they are moved to the hospital where the birth was originally to take place, most hospitals can only care for babies from 36 weeks) that we are locals, and that we are out of intensive care....this is the part where beds are needed the most.
Little man tried for three breastfeeds today and did pretty well. He had two fabulous ones during the day and an extra one in the evening. He showed off his skills in front of the speech therapist too, who was very impressed with his efforts. She'll be visiting again later in the week, so I'm hoping he is starting to get used to coordinating the suck, swallow, and breathe routine, although I'm not sure I have the coordination for the nipple shield, a precious hungry baby, and tubes everywhere....
I was surprised with his enthusiasm for feeding today as he still appears very grumpy after his surgery. He hasn't tried to open his eyes lately and seems to be refusing to. His eyes aren't as puffy as last night but I was worried he might have been in a little pain. He is not on any eye drops or pain relief and Dr Swapnil says it can take up to 5 days to recover completely. I guess it's something we should have gone through with the eye surgeon, but it all happened quite quickly, and it wasn't something I really thought about until later. He'll be visiting again on Friday.
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