Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Aulay, Day 43

It's hard to believe that Dr. Mc's due date is seven weeks away yet the little prince was born six weeks ago. It's still a miracle to me that he is doing so well when he was born so early. I continue to give thanks each and every day for the life of this little man, and thank each of you for your continued support, prayers and well wishes.

Dr. Mc and Big Daddy Nick continue to go to the hospital late at night to spend time with the little man. Since Big Daddy was out of town for two days, he was really excited to see Aulay last night. I love the photo Dr. Mc took last night of Nick cuddling with the wide-awake Aulay. That tiny face is so adorable!

Today I'm creating an e-blast. And, instead of my morning visit to see Aulay, I'm going to the hospital in the evening with Sweetness.

Monday, September 29, 2014

Aulay, Day 42

Aulay with his mommy last night.
I've gladly had two Aulay visits since my post yesterday. I took Dr. Mc to see the little man last night. We got there just before his 8 p.m. assessment and feeding. Dr. Mc was able to hold him (see pic-of-the-day). He was alert and bright-eyed for the first 30 minutes. As Big Daddy Nick said it's great to have Aulay awake and looking around. Then he went to sleep until the end of his feeding when he got cranky.

I went back to the hospital this morning for my normal daytime visit. All the nurses in NICU Level 2 were commenting on how much they love his blonde hair. I think it's safe to say that the little man is a nurse magnet.

Today I'm creating lunch with Mr. B and his sister, Missy. I'm also going to Walgreen's to get my flu shot. Now I have immunizations against whopping cough and the flu, which is what is recommended for people who are around babies. I'm also doing more cleaning in the back bedroom. Keeping busy.

Sunday, September 28, 2014

Aulay, Day 41

Dr. Mc and her little prince.
Since Big Daddy Nick is out of town, I took Dr. Mc to the hospital around 10:30 p.m. last night. There's a different atmosphere at that time of night in the hospital. There weren't any inflated pink or blue balloons, overstuffed animals, or floral arrangements entering the main lobby at the hospital. At that time of day, visitors at the hospital have a more serious reason for being there, which is different from the celebratory daytime visitors bearing gifts. The reason for this thankful grandmother being there was to escort my weary daughter to cuddle with her tiny son who had graduated from Level III NICU earlier in the day.

The experience last night was very much like a first date or a job interview. For the first time in 40 days we didn't take the elevator to the third floor, but went to Level II NICU on the fourth floor. Instead of picking up a telephone outside the nursery and hearing the customary voice of Miss Betty, there was a new person answering the phone and asking which baby you were visiting. The small, quiet environment of Level III NICU was replaced by a neonatal unit that is much bigger, noisier, and more crowded with babies. Instead of the familiar faces, there were new nurses. For the first few minutes, just as on a first date or a job interview, there was assessing and gauging of the situation. But one thing was the same: tiny Aulay was in his incubator looking as cute as ever. Now weighing 3 pounds, 8 ounces, the little prince had a busy day of moving before we got there last night. Unfortunately, his temperature was down so Dr. Mc wasn't able to hold him. Her face turned bright red and she silently cried in disappointment. I suggested she put her hand in the incubator and talk to him. He immediately put his little hand on her arm, which made for a very tender moment. He was holding the bracelet on Dr. Mc's arm. Big Daddy Nick gave her the bracelet after Aulay was born. Engraved on the front is: Aulay Evan Zamora 8-19-2014.

Today I'm creating another trip to the hospital with Dr. Mc. We're going around 8 p.m. Hopefully she'll be able to cuddle with him tonight.

Saturday, September 27, 2014

Aulay, Day 40

I did find something to wear last night so Mr. B and I went to all three functions we were invited to attend. Dinner (if you can call it that) was at a home in River Oaks. Instead of "real food" the couple served light bites that were all finger foods. The wife was Danish as was the artwork in huge gold, museum-like frames. I didn't go upstairs, but downstairs there were at least four sitting areas that were filled with collectibles. It's safe to say that no small children live or visit the home.

I have been lazing around so far today. Big Daddy Nick is performing in Dallas tonight, so instead of going to the hospital during the day, I'm going tonight with Dr. Mc. They go nightly from about 10:30 p.m. to 1 a.m. I'll be able to see the little man out of his incubator while his mommy holds him. Dr. Mc is taking bets about whether or not I can stay awake.

Today I'm creating a clean bedroom. People keep telling me not to worry about anything except family right now, but I'm going to have to spend sometime this afternoon clearing off the bed in the guest room in case Dr. Mc decides to have a sleepover tonight. Maybe I'll find the pair of black shoes that are missing. I'm beginning to think they got left in Santa Fe. Fortunately I live by one of my mother's favorite theories that women can never have enough black shoes or white shirts. If I can't find the black shoes I want, there are a least a dozen or more other pairs in the house.


Friday, September 26, 2014

Aulay, Day 39

I think I heard him say, "Oy vey!"
I was lazy this morning and didn't want to get up or drive to the hospital. I finally showered and dressed by telling myself that if that little man can fight for life, I can drive to the hospital to encourage him. Once I was there, I was happy to see him. The little man was well and the story is that he is transferring to NICU Level II tomorrow or Sunday. This is a positive sign of the progress he is making.

Since I'm a stress eater and because I've been under stress for almost six weeks, I've been putting on the pounds. I looked at myself in the mirror this afternoon and didn't like what I saw. I have to get back to healthier eating habits. In the meantime, Mr. B and I have three events to attend tonight and I'm not excited about attending any of them because of the way I look. Sad story.

Today I'm creating a meeting to discuss non-profit projects. Lately the days seem fewer and fewer when I'm actually creating anything of merit. I need to change that. I'm excited about Aulay's progress, but depressed about my backtracking.

Thursday, September 25, 2014

Aulay, Day 38

There was lots of activity today in section E of NICU III. In fact, everything changed except for Aulay. There were two new micro-preemies, which are babies who have a birth weight up to three pounds, and a crib change for another baby. Our little man must have been bothered by all the activity because he kept his hand over his eye most of the time I was there, except when he would put his thumb in his mouth. I realized today that he has lost tons of hair. As with most premature babies, when he was born he had peach fuzz all over him. As of today, I no longer feel the need to have his back waxed (ha … just a little granny humor about waxing him).

Today I also feel the need to mention my older brother who was born on September 25, 1950 and died on December 7, 2004. Bryan was a big man who loved babies and little children as much as I do. It makes me sad that Bryan died shortly after his first grandson (and namesake) was born, which meant that he wasn't alive for the births of his three other grandsons and two granddaughters, and his great-nephew Aulay. Not a day goes by that I don't think about Bryan and my deceased parents.

Today I'm creating event emails and e-blasts. Tonight Mr. B and I are going to dinner with Dr. Mc and Big Daddy Nick.

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Aulay, Day 37

Wiggling around, trying to find his comfy sleeping spot.
I was trying to get to the hospital in time for Aulay's morning assessment, changing and feeding, but missed it by about 15 minutes. When I got there the little man was trying to find his comfy spot to settle into for his feeding. When he finally stopped wiggling he got the hiccups, which was adorable to watch. He would hiccup three or four times and then make a silly face and a cute, high-pitched baby grunt. This went on for a few minutes before he got frustrated and started crying. I just wanted to grab him out of the incubator and rock him until the hiccups were gone. Soon.

I'm a little weepy today so I didn't stay at the hospital this morning but 30-45 minutes. That's OK because I have so much to do at home.

Today I'm creating a lengthy to-do list. I feel a little bit overwhelmed right now. I've been back in Houston for a little more than a month, most of the time on the go. Jotting down notes on a pad of paper will help me focus on what I've been ignoring. I'll also feel better when I scratch off items on the to-do list.