So here we are, having just found out that boobs could end up sending us home. Needless to say, we were exited. But how could this work? They were going to have to ensure she would take a bottle before she left, right? I mean, they couldn’t expect Tori to be there at every feeding, and I don’t believe any of our regular nurses were lactating, so that was out.
But see, she can be there every feeding, if we were to room in! So the plan is breastfeed for a few days, then room in for two days to ensure she wouldn’t lose weight, and then we could go home. Shouldn’t be more than 5-6 days.
Needless to say, we were elated. So the first thing we do come feeding time is put her to breast. And she goes to town, with virtually no events. Home, here we come! Except for one small problem:
She wasn’t getting any milk out.
You see, they have these fancy scales that are super accurate. And one cc of milk weights one gram. So you weight her before breast, and then after, and the difference in her weight is about how much she took. Well, the first time, after 20 minutes of great sucking, she went up zero. The amounts varied over the next day from anywhere between zero and eight. Not exactly the breakthrough we were looking for. And as we thought more about it, we realized that we couldn’t go home without a little bottle experience. What if something happened to our supply, and we had to start using formula, and thus the bottle?
So we talk to the doctor, and she explains that we will be introducing the bottle before we left, and that we needed to continue to work on it while at home. We just didn’t need it to go home. Which makes a bit more sense to us. So after a bit more discussion, we agree to start working on the bottle. One bottle a day, after she had been at the breast for a few minutes first. Sounds good to us.
As it turns out, it sounded great to Kaitlyn.
You see, she went from one bottle a day, to two, to three, and then, wouldn’t you know it, the light went on.
That’s right, my beloved friends and family. She is taking all of her feeds by bottle. No events. No problems. She has been at it since Friday morning, and she has been kicking butt. Her weight has been fluctuating a bit, but it should level out very soon. So what does this mean, you ask?
It means they have pulled the tube going up her nose and into her stomach. It means that she was finally able to do (and pass) the upright test, where she spends an hour and a half in her car seat. It means that the last hurdle has been crossed.
It means that she is finally able to come home!
When is the happy day? It is still a bit unclear as to the exact date, but we are expecting sometime this week. Some of the nurses think it could be as early as Tuesday, though I think later in the week is probably a bit more realistic. But we are close, the light at the end of the tunnel is near. And we cannot be more excited.
Of course, the nursery is still a disaster, we have baby stuff everywhere, and the house is a general disaster, but that’s ok. Because our little girl is going to be home with us, and that is all that matters.
Updates will be coming a lot faster now that there is actually some action. And check out the photo gallery for some pictures of her without anything running into or out of her body for the first time in her life.
-Dad