Monday was our first full day of having the twin boys in two locations (Carson at the home nursery and Coleman still at the hospital Special Care Nursery), and it was a very full day indeed.
First, having Carson at home for the first time on Sunday night made for an amazing and arduous start to the day. We’ll spare you the details, but suffice it to say that having a new baby at home takes more energy (and means less sleep!) than having a team of nurses care for your baby for you.
I should have done the math.
But despite the hard parts, it’s so wonderful to have Carson at home. And God was gracious to give us the strength to make it through Monday, even though was haven’t slept more than two-and-a-half hours straight in almost two weeks.
Next, we took Carson with us to the hospital for the 10 a.m. Monday morning feeding. Carson must have thought we were nuts to pull back up the hospital after he was just discharged on Sunday. But he was a good sport.
We found out that Coleman had fed really well Sunday night and that a Tuesday discharge could be possible. Excitement rising.
However, that would take a turn when Mom and Grandma Peg returned for the 1 p.m. feeding (Daddy at home bottling Carson) and the nurse found a little string of clotted blood in Coleman’s stool.
So Mom got a concerned word to Dad, Dad and Carson walked the 4 blocks to the hospital (thank you, Rigneys, for letting us borrow your single snap-n-go stroller just in time—that would have been a long 4 blocks to carry Carson in his car seat!), and the nurses swung into action, summoning an x-ray and ordering some blood work on Coleman.
Not long later we heard the report.
For this circumstance, it was good news so far: Neither the x-ray nor the blood sample turned up any troubling indicators. And as of late night Monday, Coleman hasn’t had any further blood in his diaper. If it shows up again, it may mean problems (infection or worse), but if it remains absent, he may still be discharged sooner than later.
Please pray that God would keep his good hand on little Coleman, healing him if needed, and give Mommy and Daddy grace to hold strong through any intestine or colon difficulties.
Then, more good news on Coleman came later in the day as he fed especially well this afternoon and evening—so well, in fact, that we’re wondering if there might still be an outside chance he could be released on Tuesday, if there’s no larger problem with his digestive system. But we don’t want to get our hopes up too much.
Finally, an interesting part of the day was Daddy’s trip to Maynard’s—to “save big money,” of course. Apparently, Grandma Peg brought one too many outfits for her long-term stay here with us to help us adjust to life with twins—and it was the straw that broke the camel’s back of the closet shelves.
The 1980s white-cage-like closet shelving all came tumbling down while we were at the hospital on Sunday, and so Daddy bought a new closet set Monday and installed it with the help of Josh Jacobs.
Josh is an engineer. Thanks, Josh, for your help! Now all Grandma Peg’s stuff has a home again.