About 15 minutes after Preston was born, I was holding him and he started breathing funny. The nurse tested his glucose level, found out it was super low, and immediately had to take him to the NICU. Ironically the same thing happened with Madeline, although it tends to be a bigger baby issue. I also don't meet any of the typical criteria for having a baby with low glucose, but the NICU doctor said it was just "one of those things." Having been through it with Madeline, I knew it wasn't a huge deal, but it's still NO fun to have a baby and immediately get them taken away.
Around noon I was taken to my postpartum room, but was not allowed to go to the NICU until the epidural wore off and I could walk on my own. I was able to pump so Jon could give Preston his first "bottle" (out of a syringe). With low glucose babies they have to eat every three hours in addition to having their heel pricked before each feeding.
Later that afternoon we got word that he would have to stay in the NICU an additional 24 hours. Luckily he had a super sweet NICU nurse who said the kids could come in and see him, so Jon's parents were able to bring Madeline and Andrew up to the hospital that evening to visit Preston.
Madeline was immediately smitten.
While she was holding him I said, "You've been waiting a long time for this, haven't you?" She looked at me and smiled.
This one said, "Not baby Preston, baby Andrew." He just wanted to sit in my lap.
First pic as a family of five!
The only good part about Preston not being with us is that we were able to get a decent amount of sleep. The next day was pretty boring. When you're in a hospital with a new baby and that baby isn't with you, there's not much to do. I opted for hanging in the NICU and taking pictures of what the night nurse called our "fluffy baby." Seriously...fluffy. I loved it.
First diaper change
So much hair!
Wrinkly baby feet
Saying his prayers...
My parents came up to the hospital with Jon's mom and the kids. The kids were not allowed to visit the NICU so the grandparents took turns visiting Preston.
Madeline and Andrew hung out in the hospital room with Jon and opened their presents from Preston.
Wednesday evening Preston was discharged from the NICU, so we were able to have some visitors in the hospital room.
Uncle Marky stopped by...
Aunt Weasel was so happy to get some kisses in.
Peter and Niki came after work and brought Preston his very own big bear.
That night he stayed with us in the room and which means we got much less sleep than the night before! On Thursday we waited around to be discharged, and Preston decided to throw in one last bit of drama. He was laying in the crib/cart (seriously, what do you call those things?) while I was sitting next to him. He was making funny noises, and I looked over and his lips were purple. I picked him up and started patting him on the back. When he couldn't catch his breath I made use of the emergency nurse button in the room. Good news is those things work. I had two nurses suctioning out his mouth/throat in less than a minute. Apparently he was choking on some amniotic fluid which remained from his quick delivery.
To pass the time we took more photos...
And it was finally time to go home!!
SO...We get home and walk in the front door. Both kids looked at me like I was crazy, which I was not expecting. Madeline points to my stomach and says, "Um, I thought you had the baby. He's right there." Andrew says, "Mommy has another baby brother in her tummy?" Thanks kids.
Aimee had just arrived from Baton Rouge.
Andrew held Preston for the first time...
...then went upstairs to get his big bear. He told Preston that they were trading since Preston's bear was bigger.
We had a few more snuggles...
...and then it was bedtime!