Perhaps to check the super-competence I was feeling in my last post, this morning was markedly different. Got Rudy’s overnight feed ready last night and then drifted off to sleep expecting my alarm to wake me at midnight so I could start the pump. I either didn’t set it or slept right through as the next time I looked at the clock it was past 4am. Jumped out of bed, did some recalculating in my head to speed up the flow rate and then pushed start. Around 5:30am, Trish brought it to my attention that I hadn’t connected the pump to Rudy, so his midnight snack pumped down the side of the crib and into the carpet. I did another recalculation and set the pump on warp speed to make up for a good bit of the missed calories. End result: in 20 minutes, Rudy got all but 80 of the calories he was supposed to get over six hours. Side effect: I believe his eyes should recess back into their normal position by the time I get home from work. Sorry, Rudy–some days Daddy doesn’t bring the A-game.
I don’t think Rudy will be any worse for wear, but feeding is the name of the game right now. We were encouraged that he broke the 14lb barrier this week, so that’s headed in the right direction. I guess we all marvel at how quickly our kids grow in the first year of life, but it’s even amazing for me to see the difference in Rudy since the pictures taken on his discharge day. Must be that home cooking (when it actually gets to him)!
This morning (Thursday), Livy told us how much she wishes the dedication service was tonight. Her enthusiasm matches ours. We can’t wait to celebrate this milestone with so many of you who have prayed for Rudy and carried our family through this time. In case you are joining us, we are hoping to have the reception afterwards outdoors, but even a nice night in SB can be chilly–bring a sweater. Can’t wait to see you–Friday, 6:30pm.