A Day in My Life
by N! :)
Today, I had a good day with Nurse Debbie. She's pretty nice to me and takes special care of me, especially while Mommy and Daddy are at work. I think I'm her favorite in the nursery, but don't tell anyone. She gave me 3's all day and got the doctors to step down my meds again, making my dosage .15. She told me that if I continue to keep up the good scores, that I will get to go home in 11 days. I can't wait to be out of these itchy boring hospital blankets and the plastic box they call my bed.
I am officially a big man and am one month old today. I'm 7 lbs. 15 oz. and Mom said that she's sure that I will be 8 lbs tomorrow. This makes her happy and sad, she says. She is so happy that I am healthy and growing, but she would like to keep me small and little forever. She's going to have to get over that pretty quickly.
I get pretty hungry and when they feed me, I take, um, demand, two bottles. I guess I must drink them too quickly, cause I always have wet burps and get the hiccups after I eat. Mom tells me that I'm going to have to learn to slow down.
Mr. Jim, the preacher at the church, came with Daddy this morning to see me and I got to show off my eating skills for him. I like it when he comes to see me. If I could smile and laugh, I'm sure that I'd be smiling and laughing with him.
When Mommy comes, she always brings this black thing and puts it in my face. I think she calls it a camera and I tolerate it for right now, but then again, I'm not even sitting up by myself yet, so I can't really avoid it. When I get older and can get away from it, we'll see if she can get my picture.
Daddy was taking my picture here, but I refused to look at him. I decided to stare at Mom instead.
He tried to tickle my cheek and make me smile and look at the camera. Think again, Dad. I love my Mommy.
Okay, I guess I'll look at the camera for a few and make you happy.
I love it when Daddy wears this jacket. There are lots of things to stare at on it and sometimes, I get a little cross-eyed staring at it.


Mom still doesn't know what my hair is going to look like in the future. It's still very soft and she loves to rub it. I like it when she does that, especially when I'm getting sleepy. It makes me close my eyes and drift off to sleep.
I love to fold my hands when I'm getting tired. I like to keep them right by my pacifier to keep it safe and in my mouth. You do not want to take the pacifier away from me when I want it. Mommy told me that she has lots of these ready for me when I get home. I'm glad she's prepared. :)
I STILL hate getting my diaper changed. I mean, come on, would you like it? I'm all nice and warm in my blankets and then all of the sudden, I'm naked and getting a cold wipe on my butt. Not fun at all. :( Daddy had to change me tonight because I kept on passing gas. One time, it was so loud, it sounded like it came from Daddy and I tried to blame it on him, but no one was fooled. Even Brayden's parents, the baby beside, were laughing at me and my gas. I'm a boy...what do you expect?


I fell asleep tonight on Mommy's shoulder and was all comfortable. They tried to measure me and think that I'm about 19 inches long now.
Pray for me tonight. I guess there aren't many babies in the hospital that want to spend time in the NICU, so all of us here in the step down unit are getting moved to be with the regular NICU babies to help the hospital save money. I am kind of excited about the trip, since Nurse Debbie gets to push me through the halls and take me for the ride. I was even practicing putting my arms above my head tonight like I'm on a roller coaster ride. I just hope that with all of the added noise and beeps and sound that I can continue to do well and keep my scores down. I get to keep all of my regular nurses since I'm pretty attached to them (and so are Mommy and Daddy). Just pray that I can get some sleep and stay calm in my plastic box.
Goodnight, bloggers. I'm getting pretty sleepy here. It's a hard life when I have to eat, sleep, and poop. :) Thanks for praying for me.
-N













3 comments:
This is so awesome Jen. You are going to have to make him a book someday of all your blogs!!!
Nate, thanks for telling your story! We all hope you get to go home soon with your mommy and daddy!
Nate,
You are a blessed little boy. Your Mommy and Daddy love you so much. We are all still praying for you (our whole church here in Virginia) and pray that you will keep getting those low scores so you can go home. I know you are a smart boy... you've already started blaming your gas on your Daddy! That's a boy thing that will last until you are grown! ;-)
Tell your Mommy and Daddy that we are praying for them too. I hope we get to meet you one day!
May God keep on blessing you forever!
~Tammy Hand (your Mommy and my daughter are friends)
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