(That is the verse we hung on the wall in the Happy Baby’s hospital room!)
Boy, have we experienced His great faithfulness in the weeks since the Happy Baby’s One Month…
This last week I got to go to the hospital and spend 2 full days with my little boy – courtesy of Mom-Mom’s special babysitting services for the Happy Buddy.
I cannot even tell you what a beautiful two days it was – just getting to be the Happy Baby’s mommy. Change his diapers, his outfits, suck out his boogers (actually, I let the nurses do that), and I even got pooped on!
Isn’t it funny how going through a trial like this will make you appreciate having poop all over you??
The Happy Baby is astounding the doctors with his progress. Correction – GOD is astounding the doctors with His masterful plan for the Happy Baby’s life.
Now being 2 and a half weeks off of respiratory support, the Happy Baby’s breathing looks wonderful. What was once a conversation about having to do surgery to lower his diaphragms (as they had developed high and were in the way of his lungs, thus causing the rapid breathing), is now not even on the table for discussion.
And we only have 6 days left on the medication he has been taking for a virus they found.
It’s a strange thing, really, because with my other two boys (the Happy Hubs and the Happy Buddy) I practically have to tell them to stop eating – but with the Happy Baby, I feel like I am trying to shove food down his throat while he would be just content to sit there and smile at me with those bright, happy eyes.
Feeding times are a super long and slow process. Although he has made a lot of improvement over the last two weeks of being on the bottle, he still struggles to make it even halfway through the required amount of milk before tuckering out or giving up. I surrendered my desire to nurse him right now because even that was becoming a battle and I feel like there are only a few battles I have the strength to fight at this point. We serve a super powerful God that can help me with that in the future. But for now, I am still pumping every 3 hours like a mad woman. If you follow me on Pinterest, you will notice that I pin a lot of things at 12, 3 and 6 am.
We are also still waiting on a super scary test result (possible long term disability diagnosis) that we are praying will come back negative.
I believe that God has given me a clear vision for the Happy Baby and his life and our future with him, but that vision is tested whenever a doctor or nurse walks in the room and unintentionally plants a seed of doubt with their we just have to tell you the worst case scenario business. I have to wear some serious armor when I talk with one of them – and then go take a nap after they leave.
How we covet your prayers for strength – to stand firm in our faith and in what I believe are our final weeks in the NICU, as well as for the Happy Baby to suddenly turn into a hungry bear and guzzle back those bottles like Will Ferrell took down that bottle of soda in the movie Elf.
Many blessings on you, dear friends, for traveling this road with us.
We could never, EVER do this without you.
I can NOT wait to reveal the Happy Baby’s homecoming… It will be a glorious day, indeed!!!!