Today I got to take a nice walk outside in the sunshine. Thank you Lord for the sun.
Ever since being here, I've been committed to only using the stairs. Adriah is on the 6th floor, but my room at the Ronald McDonald house is on the 3rd floor. I didn't realize how out of shape I am. 3 flights of stairs, come on! It's the hardest when they call me in the middle of the night to come feed her. I've only tripped on a step once.
Christian got to play at a friends house this morning, so my mom and the girls came to visit for a while. They all love coming here primarily because of they play room that's available for them. And then there's the nice but strangely awkward volunteer man who seems to try and force my children to do a craft or watch his little puppet act. He is well intentioned. :)
Short story: the day Adriah was brought to the hospital, we had all gone swimming earlier in the evening. So when we came to the ER, I still had my swimsuit on under my clothes, and also didn't have any nursing pads on. So I'm standing there in the ER watching them poke my little baby with needles, all of a sudden I look down and I have two huge wet streaks on my shirt. Yikes! The only available remedy was....gauze. Then I tried drying the spots with some tissues, and intermittently dabbed my tears. What a night. Note to self: change into normal clothes when you're done swimming!
Adriah is doing so well. She's eating so well that she's up to 9 lb 12 oz... She may gain an entire pound during our stay! She's been smiling at random nurses and cooing occasionally. And we got a new room today that is more private, so we are in our own little sanctuary of sorts.
Tomorrow is a new day! Blessings.
1 comment:
HAHA! That awkward activity man! I think him doing puppets would be even more horrible! But I really think he is probably a very sweet, tender hearted man.
And the milk story. Oh my goodness. Embarrassing, but at that point, your mind was probably worried about other things.
AND, I admire your commitment to using the stairs. Well done, sweetie. I love you. Thank you for blogging so I can know more what is going on!
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