May 21, 2010
Boo to jaundice. Boo to not being able to cuddle with our tiny newborn. Boo to trying to keep him happy and warm strapped in his billi-bed. It wasn't until I saw pictures of Cole that I realized just how carrot-ish his color was. The doctor freaked me out the day we went home because his billirubin levels were considered high risk and we had to have home health come in with a billi-bed and billi-blanket to try and get the levels down. Had we stayed longer, he would have been moved to the special care nursery. I was a lot more upset than I tried to let on but I was freaking out inside! Thank heavens for our nurse who talked to me for at least a 45 minutes about how to take care of Cole when he was strapped in the billi-bed, stark naked in our cold, uninsulated house. We all hated the billi-lights. Cole even figured out how to break free in the middle of the night. Three days and two blood tests later, we were cleared to cuddle as much as we wanted!
Monday, May 31, 2010
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