Below is Arthur on my lap and Lillian lovin on her baby brother ("but why can't I carry him around the house" she asked, sweet girl. We explained kindly that he is too fragile and too little but I wanted to say -because I've seen you trying to carry the cats, are you kidding me?!).
Home...just want to be home with a healthy baby boy and my wonderful little girl...I've already lost track of time here, it feels like days and days yet it's only been, what, two nights and one day...hmmm, just noticed the irony there. Soon he'll have been here longer than he was home.
Right now it feels like it should be 1:00 or 3:00. It's only 10:30. Just waiting. They took blood for today's CBC and for an antibody test of the blood.
He's had some wonderful awake moments where he is looking around, taking it all in and appearing happy and I swear he smiles sometimes even as he is too young for that. He acts healthy, so that is reassuring.
But his redness at the belly button looks unchanged to me. So, well see...docs haven't been by yet.
I love my little Arthur, he is simply wonderful...here in my arms, dreaming away. Just wish we were home and none of this was going on.
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