Delirious

No new parent gets much sleep. That is of some comfort as we stumble through much of our day half awake. Chris was so tired she fell asleep pumping on the couch yesterday. Morgan looks so bad one of his friends told him if he shaved his head he would look like Uncle Fester from the Addams Family. Last night however, our fatigue reached its zenith. After Wilson's first late night feeding (around 1:00 a.m.) we were able to get him burped and put him to sleep with some ease. Wilson is pretty consistent on his feeding schedule and only eats about every 3 hours, but we give him formula during his night feedings which helps him sleep a little longer. (The doctors ordered us to give him formula twice a day, so we give it to him at night so we all get a little more sleep). 

It was in the dead of the night, about 3:30 a.m. that Chris officially became delirious. She woke up in a panic and started shaking Morgan while urgently asking "where's Wilson!?!" Morgan was delirious enough he thought he had lost him. Rational thought never entered our heads. We recently moved Wilson into the room next to ours but we have a video camera trained on his crib. We also have a Halo monitor attached to his diaper that will beep loudly if it doesn't detect Wilson breathing. The kid has everything but a life jacket and an electric fence to keep him safe. Had we been thinking, we could have looked at the monitor on our bedside table and gone back to sleep. Instead, Chris bolted out of bed and ran to Wilson with Morgan hot on her trail. Of course Wilson was there, sleeping soundly. We're total idiots . . . or just delirious . . . or both.

These people are nuts. How much longer until I get
to go back to the NICU?

Wilson is doing well and we have another check-up with the pediatrician tomorrow to officially see how he is progressing. Not that Clara would want to come home to this loony bin, but we think she is trying. This morning she ripped out her feeding tube, so the doctors and nurses decided to let her try to take all of her feedings naturally again. Clara needs to continue gaining weight and getting stronger to be able to come home, and that will only happen if she tolerates her feedings. Hopefully this time it goes a little smoother. As we are writing this, she is still off oxygen and is either nursing or getting all of her food from a bottle.