I’ve come to the conclusion that we have given birth to a tiny black hole wrapped inside a very cute baby.
Merriam-Webster has two definitions of hungry. The second one goes something like “strongly motivated (as by ambition)”
To say that Caleb is STRONGLY MOTIVATED to eat would be an understatement. The volume of liquid that has gone into this kid in 24 hours is amazing. And just to calm your fears, we aren’t feeding him any more than the nurses did in the hospital. Even scarier still is that the formula is supplementing the breast feeding. I had no idea that a newborn would eat this much.
So, we are officially home as of 5 PM last night (Friday). We were planning to be out much sooner, but the pediatrician wanted a specialist to listen to a small heart murmur. Everything ended up just fine, and mom and baby were released. I have to give very high praise to the nurses, techs, and every one else at Northside. They have an amazing setup there, and everyone was so attentive to Heather and Caleb. If you leave that hospital with a worry, fear, or question unanswered, it’s your own fault. I know more about child birth, care, and treatment than I even knew existed before.
Last night was your typical first night home I guess. The little man had a hard time settling down, was constantly hungry, and oddly enough… he was very interested in hearing how a high pitched scream echoes through the house at 3 AM. He’s got a great set of lungs and isn’t afraid to use them.
Right now, he and Heather are resting comfortably upstairs, Mama D (who’s official Grandma name is Gamma) is helping out SO much doing laundry and fixing lunch. I’m slacking off right now, writing out this post. But I figured that everyone would be interested in hearing how things are going.
Finally, I want to thank everyone who’s posted on the guestbook, called us, or stopped by. It is really humbling to know that so many people are thinking about us. Thanks everyone. We love you guys!
