I learned yesterday why she isn't ready to go home.
She's still so tired and tiny...only 35 weeks gestational age (1 week old now) and she still has so much growing to do.
That's why preemies sleep so much. They have to conserve their energy so that they can grow.
Yesterday we got to give her a bath while we were there and I got to nurse her and she did great. The best she'd done so far. She latched on so easily and ate really well.
Later in the day I went back at feeding time again and learned she was so sleepy at her 3 o'clock feeding that they had to tube feed her- she wouldn't stay awake enough to drink from a bottle.
I tried nursing her and she did okay and then tried to do her bottle feeding and she was so sleepy that she only got about half and they had to do the rest through her tube.
THAT is why she can't come home yet...and I understand now that even though we want her here NOW she just isn't ready. She has to build up her stamina for the seemingly simple job of eating. She just gets so tired.
In order for Miss Lily to come home she has to receive all of her feedings in 24 hours either by bottle or nursing and so far she's not even close to being ready for that. It will take some time for her to build up endurance.
So...for now...we just wait.
And, here's a page I did for Jillibean Soup for April:
Here are our kids and Marc and Ginger's kids on one of our trips to the stockyards in Fort Worth.
In other news, we got Sarah all registered for kindergarten yesterday- she still seems so small to me...I think she's a little nervous about the whole thing but she is way more than ready. She'll do great!
Hailey is reading like crazy...such a smart girl. She grew up a little while I was at the hospital, helping out her Daddy and being the peacemaker for Sarah and Aimee.
Aimee is now looking SO big to me. It's funny that Aimee right now is older than Hailey was when Aimee was born. It's so hard to believe that so much time has passed.
There just is not enough time in the day. And, it's been that way since I got home. Running to and from the hospital, dealing with car repairs and then having to take the car back because they didn't finish the job the first time, back to the hospital, then to pick up kids from wherever they were, whether it be school or someone's house, to the school for kindergarten registration, home to pump and grab a quick snack and then to wherever we are supposed to go next. I am supposed to be sleeping...but that's a joke. It's so hard to rest at home when there is so much going on. I crash at night...so fast. I laid down on the floor by Aimee last night (she's been sleeping on a mattress in our room) and I don't remember getting into bed but that's where I was when I woke up to pump at 2am. Seriously...life is good but I am tired. I haven't even talked to my sister on the phone this week- and we always talk. That's how I know it's been crazy. Maybe today.