Yesterday afternoon Phil and I wheeled our gorgeous little chap into the parent room we will be making our home for the next three nights. We ordered some takeaway, and enjoyed our night in. Or at least that was the plan.
We found ourselves sleeping next to what sounded like an array of small farm animals. Sniffing, snorting, squeaking, and clucking....and that was just daddy! Jokes aside, we certainly weren't used to this little noise making machine by our bedside. When Jensen was making a noise, we took turns trying to settle him, and when he wasn't making noise I was sat staring at his Grasbey monitor to make sure he was still breathing. Every time I realised I had drifted off to sleep, I woke myself in a panic to watch the flashing light of his breaths. I was a little more paranoid than I believe I would have been had his monitor not alarmed earlier in the evening. We ran and got the nurse and doctor but Jensen was fine, and it may have just been the monitor, or Jensen breathing shallowly. Scary nonetheless and unsettling, particularly on our first night alone without the nurses.
Jensen ended up feeding a lot last night, whether he was extra hungry, or I just thought he was because he was making noise. We've mixed up his supplements and medications so they are just to be administered during the day, not overnight, so essentially now if Jensen feeds well at midnight and 4am he shouldn't require top ups, as these were primarily for supplement intake. This makes life a little easier in the wee hours.
We have had a nice day together today, trying to catch up on sleep when the little man was. We tried Jensen out in the car seat, and both agree it fits him nicely. We took him out with us for some breakfast, then came back for a bath and weigh in. Little fella lost 4 grams this week, which worried me initially, but now realise it's most likely due to a combination of burning extra calories on all feeds, now just having 6 or 7 feeds rather than 8 due to demand feeding, and dropping his calories from 26 to 24.
Tomorrow daddy is playing the waiting game at home for the oxygen to arrive, and finishing off the last minute jobs around the house for little fella's homecoming. Two more sleeps people, two more sleeps!



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