Maryn,
Today I was in Kallie's classroom and I was watching you through the window on the swing. I watched you struggled to get moving because you couldn't reach the ground to get a good push. You made small movements with little to no progress for several minutes. I struggled as I watched because I wanted to go and give you a push but I knew it was up to you. I found myself even swaying back and forth trying to coach you through the window. As I watched for several minutes you never gave up but didn't get anywhere. I final decided I would go out to the playground, but the time I got to end of the hall you somehow were swinging big.
This was a small challenge but you will have so many more in life. Some challenges I will be by your side but more often you'll be on you own.
On the day you were born you had a huge challenge and I was helpless. When the nurses started checking you they all started getting a little stressed, I could see it on their faces even though the kept giving me the awkward "everything is great" smile. The next thing I knew they were bagging you, or breathing for you. At this point my heart sank because everything was not great.
After a long stressful day which I will explain in another post, you were doing good in the NICU (which means special place for babies that need extra attention). Eventually the nurses explained that you needed to build up some surfactant which would help your little lungs move air in and out. In the end you were one of the healthiest babies in the NICU and had way less wires and tubes that the other babies. We had a couple of days of high stress, but you beat your first of many life challenges.ma
Side note- I took a picture of the monitor below because I spent countless hours staring at it. I knew just enough to be stressed as the numbers fluctuated. As your O2 went down my heart rate would go up. If it continued to drop I would move to the edge of my seat until it went up as it always did. I would sit back in my chair for the next round.
Today I was in Kallie's classroom and I was watching you through the window on the swing. I watched you struggled to get moving because you couldn't reach the ground to get a good push. You made small movements with little to no progress for several minutes. I struggled as I watched because I wanted to go and give you a push but I knew it was up to you. I found myself even swaying back and forth trying to coach you through the window. As I watched for several minutes you never gave up but didn't get anywhere. I final decided I would go out to the playground, but the time I got to end of the hall you somehow were swinging big.
This was a small challenge but you will have so many more in life. Some challenges I will be by your side but more often you'll be on you own.
On the day you were born you had a huge challenge and I was helpless. When the nurses started checking you they all started getting a little stressed, I could see it on their faces even though the kept giving me the awkward "everything is great" smile. The next thing I knew they were bagging you, or breathing for you. At this point my heart sank because everything was not great.
After a long stressful day which I will explain in another post, you were doing good in the NICU (which means special place for babies that need extra attention). Eventually the nurses explained that you needed to build up some surfactant which would help your little lungs move air in and out. In the end you were one of the healthiest babies in the NICU and had way less wires and tubes that the other babies. We had a couple of days of high stress, but you beat your first of many life challenges.ma
Side note- I took a picture of the monitor below because I spent countless hours staring at it. I knew just enough to be stressed as the numbers fluctuated. As your O2 went down my heart rate would go up. If it continued to drop I would move to the edge of my seat until it went up as it always did. I would sit back in my chair for the next round.
