Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Well, Wednesday has come and will be over soon. We didn't take home Anders today due to the fact that he still needed to put on a few ounces. I talked to the doctor today and he seems to think that Saturday will possibly be the day we can break him out of the hospital.... We are considering using a room they have at the hospital to spend the night with him while having the nurses nearby. It's a bit intimidating to unhook him from all the moniters and drive away to fend for ourselves.
As of today he is 3 pounds 14 ounces and he may gain a couple more before Saturday. We will love to see him tip the scales at 4 pounds. =0)
In the mean time we are preparing his little bed and stocking up on diapers and wet wipes. Today Chris and I lost ourselves in the confusing labrinth called "Babies-R-Us" looking for little things that we may need. Of course there are way too many choices and everything is pretty pricey. We realized that the "baby needs industry" is quite a racket. We managed to get out of there with what we felt were just the bare necessities.... except for the very cozy looking snuggler blanket. (A velcro blanket that a you wrap the baby in and it velcros so they can't kick it off.) That was an impulse buy on my part.
We'll try to put up some pictures of Anders first day or days at home.

3 comments:

Heidi said...

Anders is now the same weight that Madeline was when we brought her home. Its tiny, but he'll be OK. We didn't know anything about transporting her safely as a premee, and we took her to Seal beach about a week after we brought her home. It was more about getting out of the house for me, and we didn't stay long, but we have some nice photos now.

Anyway, I'm happy for you guys, and don't worry too much. He'll be OK.

Friar Tuck said...

babies are a racket. Maybe you can find someone to pass down your stuff to when it comes time. Or are you planning on lots more?

Anonymous said...

How fun to read your updates. Anders has some pretty wonderful parents in you two. We look forward to meeting this very fortuneate baby boy.
Love, Aunt Hilary