Three weeks of successful parenting under our belt or at least I think it has been a success. Oliver seems very happy and content now that he is home. He has gained one pound six ounces since coming home so at least he is still eating well. He goes through clothes like a bandit, but that's okay since he will grow through them all so fast! I'll have to take some pictures of his little legs and arms how much he has filled out! It's so cute. Oliver is truly our little angel!
After he broke the 7 pound mark the doctors decided to take him off one of his reflux medicines so hopefully he does okay without it. Seems to be so far, some of it is still related to immaturity as his due date is next Wednesday yet. As he is growing so much he seems to be out of the preemie clothes and filling into the newborn ones. They are still a little big but not as much.
We had a shower this past weekend and received some really awesome things and some extremely useful ones as well. Sunday he took a bath in his new bathtub and seemed to actually like it. Pictures to come! He just kind of laid there and enjoyed, which made mom and dad's job a lot easier. He was so relaxed he let "old faithful" put on a show. Humorous!
It is getting a little easier for me to get some, not many, thing done during the day and not just hover over Oliver. I do hold him as much as possible because all too soon he'll be too big for mommy to hold him. HE LOVES it right now, especially on my chest. He is eating a little bit more, at time, but still fluctuating on his schedule. Dad takes the middle of the night shift so that he can get a little more sleep before he has to get up for school. Maybe by the time I go back he'll be sleeping through the night. Probably wishful thinking! Oliver makes the sweetest noises and faces. He is really changing and learning to do more. He loves to look and observe things and the rooms he is in. Noises don't seem to bother him, which I think relates to all the noise that he heard while in the NICU.
Most of the day I spend either washing bottles or dirty spit rags. He seems to go through both at a world record pace! I feel bad for him and hope that the spitting up isn't very painful for him. It's hard to watch but he seems to be a "happy spitter" most of the time. He's gotten me twice this week, which has been to my amusement. He and Kevin have boy time when I go to basketball practice, but next week Grama Ruthie is going to watch him since our practices start going at the same time. I did find a student to watch him for the remainder of first semester until we take him to day care after the first of the year. Oliver will be at practice being watched which will make me WAY more comfortable. I have not enjoyed leaving at night for just a couple ours, and he's with dad. I just love being with him. Looking at him, holding him, feeding him, all of it! He is such a good baby boy and I am so happy with being a parent!! I know I say this a lot but I really feel we are blessed that God gave us Oliver!!
Hope the next entry is a reporting of 8+ pounds!!
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