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3/9/92 — Our NICU Journey Day 114

March 9, 2011

Isaac — 1445 grams

Molly — 1808 grams

Here's Molly, about to cross the threshold to her new home, her new life; her real life. It was a horrible day, weatherwise. Freezing cold, mixed rain, snow and sleet with icy roads and sidewalks. Sometime before we headed to the hospital to spend the night in the parents' room at the hospital (which Dr. Gardner strongly advised us NOT to do), I realized that we had no diapers or diaper pail. We drove about five miles to Toys R Us in that miserable weather to stock up on the baby things we had overlooked in our efforts to arranged for medical equipment. It took an hour each way, and we arrived at the hospital already exhausted. Dr. Gardner felt we should spend one last night at home alone getting a good night's sleep. We wanted to spend one night with her in the hospital just in case we needed help. Either way, I doubt we would have gotten any sleep that night.


I’m sorry to say, Isaac, that we virtually ignored you today. And the same will probably hold true tomorrow. We are so busy getting ready for Molly’s homecoming tomorrow. But don’t worry. I think about you all the time. And we will still be here every day to visit you. Megan kept saying how cute you are now, and it’s true. That, of course, is my completely unbiased opinion. Even with your little bald head, you’re the cutest guy around. They raised you up to 40 ccs Q3. You are growing a lot these days, so I know you will be home soon. Dr. G. says you have to learn to take all your feeds by mouth, but you are getting there — about halfway now.


Daddy and I are so busy getting ready for your big day tomorrow. We went shopping and got your oxygen equipment, and Daddy spent a lot of time on the phone arranging for nurses to come visit you and taking care of the insurance. Tonight, we will spend the night with you in the parents’ room at the hospital so we can get a little used to each other before we take you home. Home.

2 Comments leave one →
  1. March 10, 2011 6:16 am

    My friend had a beautiful son at 24 weeks, way back in 1975. He weighed just 1 lb and 10 ozs at birth. He is a wonderful happy and healthy grown man now.

    • March 10, 2011 7:15 am

      Wow. 1975 was so early for a 24-weeker, before surfactant. Thank you for sharing about your friend and all our best to both of you.

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