We survived the weekend, things going quite well as expected. Harold (we're calling him, on this blog, by his pre-birth name) has started eating better, gaining back some of his weight, and his jaundice is retreating.
Speaking of the jaundice, he was affected by it a bit more than his pediatrician would have liked. He's been going into the lab at the hospital every day since Friday to get some blood tests done. On Saturday, the levels of bilirubin were high enough such that the doctor ordered us a light blanket to use on him over the next couple of days.
The light therapy helps with the breakdown of the bilirubin, which is a waste product. It was an interesting contraption. A main box had a bright lamp, very much like projectors, with fan and all, and a fiber optic cable that extended out about three feet (1 meter) to a pad where a criss cross of indigo light emanates. Here's a picture of Harold wearing the device (click the picture for a bigger version).
It looks pretty cool at night, in the dark.
We went to the lab again this morning for another blood test, and the bilirubin levels have dropped significantly. So much so, that the doctor said we don't need the light blanket any longer. As expected, things are moving in the right direction.
We're now past our first evening, night and morning with the Boy at the house, and so far, things are staying together.
Pizza for dinner sounded good, and I must have made a pretty good case for Bogey's. Neighbors Spears came over too for dinner and conversation, and their two girls, who kept our girl occupied.
We shot a few more pictures, and here's one of our favorites, with Penny holding Harold:
BTW, you should now be able to click the thumbnail image above and it'll take you to a higher resolution copy. It's been well over a year and I'm still getting use to this blog software.
Penny lobbied hard for daddy to sleep with her downstairs in the playroom, on the futon, and I finally relented. It was probably a good strategic move for me, since if Harold wakes up and cries, I'd be on the other side of the house, in blissful, continued sleep. And that's exactly what happened. Mama was up for a few hours with him, finding out that he is, in fact, a night owl, while I was in my third and fourth dreams.
We all got up late today, Penny was late for school, but we finally got her out of the house, and I could author this blog entry.
Now, we're just looking forward to some of those meals that mama's mom's group had been promising...!
Our girl and I spent the night at home last night, and due to a scary dream about fire breathing dragons acting as attendants of scary roller coasters, she spent the night in mama's spot.
We went to bed late, so we woke up late. I made a pancake breakfast, which is normally mama's game, and it was very well received. After cleaning up the house a bit, we got dressed and left for the hospital.
Mama was a bit tired, spending a long night with a wide awake baby. But in general, she was in good spirits, happy to see her first born.
After a check up from mama's primary doctor, we got the green light to take off. We had the boy's car seat with us, so we saddled him up and were off.
Once we got home, we changed his paper pants (read: diaper) again and set him up in his new-to-us swing. His big sister commenced reading to him, check it out.