First, baby girl is 3 1/2 weeks old now. She has decided that she likes sleeping in our bed so much better than her own. She did well for a few nights last week, but she's been back in our bed for 2 nights again. At first it meant me actually kind of holding her so I knew where she was and so she didn't roll into me since our mattress is so soft. That's not conducive to good, deep sleep, by the way. Last night, we put Gage's old bumper thing from the NICU in bed and that was so much better. It's the u-shaped thing with hearts on it in this picture. It's bendy so we can shape it the way we need it.
Gage is SOOOO 2 years old. He is into everything. I feel like I tell him "no" all. day. long. The other day I looked over at him and he was pulling a run in the carpet. We caught him painting on the table with his corn dog and ketchup while we finished getting the rest of supper ready the other night. Nice. He is sweet, though, and still loves his baby sister. This afternoon on the way home from lunch, Evie screamed the whole way. I looked back and Gage was very gently reaching over into her car seat for her hand. He did that most of the way home. I also heard him reciting parts of Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See?" to her.
So now for the not-so-fun stuff. Not long after we got Evie home, we got a call from Baptist and were informed that her newborn labs had come back abnormal. Her thyroid levels were low, I think. We were sent to the lab at the local hospital to have blood drawn to recheck.w Thankfully, we just got the call last week that everything was fine! Yay! Because of the issues with Gage I'm about to write about, and because she had been doing SO well, we kind of pushed that to the side for a while.
So Gage had to have an MRI Thursday, 1-28 just as a followup to his surgery this past June. We weren't worried about the results because functionally he has really done so well. We knew going into it that the MRI might look the same as it did before surgery. So we had the MRI and then clinic to meet with the neurosurgeon. No surprise, the MRI looks about the same, but because Gage is doing so well, that's not an issue. He told us all of this and then says "...and as for the cardiac..." and he was interrupted by the nurse in the room who said "woh, they don't know about that yet." The neuro kind of stumbled over words then, and of course our eyes got big. Gage has never had cardiac issues, so we were NOT expecting that. The neurosurgeon said that there was some "shadowing" around his heart, but that's all he'd say. He didn't know what it meant or whatever. They sent us down right then for a chest X-ray and the "thing" showed up on that, too. So he was scheduled for a CT with contrast for the following Monday. While we were in the prep area, the doc that was there was talking to us and said something about the "tumor." Tony said "tumor, huh?" Yeah, shadowing does not = tumor to me. So they went on the apologize and said that they thought we knew more about what they were looking at. So anyway, they did the CT and we didn't hear anything that day. It was so nerve wracking!! The SB nurse finally called us the next day and said she hadn't gotten any info but would call as soon as she did. She called back a little while later and said that the cardiologist looked at it and said he thought it was probably a fatty mass that would resolve on its own. He was not concerned about it at all, and we could recheck it in a year, when he has another MRI for his neuro stuff anyway. So big sigh of relief there, too!
I told Tony that I might finally agree that we don't need any more kids. The 2 I have are about to kill me with worry!
So after all of that, we had fun in the snow. Gage was not impressed with how cold the snow was, but kept wanting to get out of his stroller and down in it anyway.
Watching it snow with Daddy:
DONE with the cold snow:
Lastly, we got Evie's newborn pics! We haven't decided what to buy yet, but he got some good ones!