Friday, October 10, 2008

I'm home

I'm home, but Elizabeth isn't.

My doctor tried everything she could think of to keep me in, but the hospital was packed and there were women in labor and delivery stacked up, waiting for rooms.

I was ok on the drive home, but once I got to the house, I fell apart. I went into my frantic, keep moving so that I don't have to think mode. B got home from picking Ella up at rock climbing to find me sitting on the floor in Campbell's room searching through boxes looking for the head support that goes with the car seat. He picked me up and steered me to the bedroom and put me in bed while I sobbed.

Campbell made me feel better later in the night. I came in the bedroom to find him tucked into my side of the bed with my book, waiting for me. I nearly started crying again. I got a good snuggle in with him until B swooped him off to bed.

This morning's report on Elizabeth is good. She drank two bottles last night without needing the feeding tube. I'm headed in at 11:00 to feed and rock her and to snorgle her (Thanks Becca for my new favorite word). I'll probably go back in at 5:00 for another feeding. My goal is to be at the hospital twice a day.

My mother arrives tomorrow morning, which will be a huge help. She can be at the house spoiling the kids while B and I are at the hospital.

Thanks again to everyone for all the wonderful notes of support.

5 comments:

Shelly said...

Thanks so much for keeping us updated. I know you have plenty on your mind without worrying about your blog readers. I'm so glad your mother is coming. That will be a great relief. You and Elizabeth, and the rest of your family are in my thoughts.

FishyGirl said...

Oh, honey. I wish I lived close enough to come and give you a real live hug. It is so frustrating, I know. Hang in there, get those snorgles in, and she'll be home before you know it. Really.

Becca said...

have a snorgle or two for me!

Becca said...

Okay, I am sending all my "EAT CHILD EAT" vibes to Elizabeth so she may hurry up and come home! I want to sob right along with you, because I can only imagine how tough this must be. Give her a snorgle for me.

Barb said...

Gosh, H., I was so praying she'd leave with you. But I do know that you'll have her home soon, and she'll be healthy and eating like a champ. Keep us posted after the next feeding, please?

Barb