I Sit!

When I finally got a chance to cuddle him, he laid on my chest for a while and then started to cry. I could not figure out why. I sang to him, showed him pictures on my phone, I even rocked him. Nothing seems to work, he was getting louder and louder at 11 pm !

                                  *Light bulb moment*

I sat him on my lap. He quieted down instantly. He started cooing and looking around like mommy I like this.  We did this for like 30 minutes and he started to fall asleep. I innocently placed him into his crib but he woke up with a loud yell.

He wanted me to sit him on my lap all night long. No sir!  I told him his time out was not over yet.  He was still in Time out.  He refused to quiet down for another 30 minutes. And when he finally did around 1AM, we snuck out of there like two squirrels.

Thank God for Daniel who likes to do big boys stuff.

Time Out!

When we finally arrived at the NICU at 10pm. Yes 10pm because Daddy took his time in the shower and  no gas in his car.

 And when we got to the  hospital gate, he forgot the gate key in my car and took a CD instead.  Talk about fire in my eyes! He saw fires in my eyeballs.

However, Daniel was sound asleep when we got there. His favorite nurse said he was in Time Out for being badddddddd.  His offence?

He secretly pulled out his feeding tube inserted into his mouth to the stomach. He said she saw milk everywhere and was wondering why. And when she turned him, he was holding his tube in his hand!

Omg! So she inserted it right back because they have not taught him how to swallow yet. No swallow study done on him yet. So the nurse bundled him up and TIMED his little bottom OUT.

It is well because

I am all up for baby discipline. Oh yes!

Lol.

Keep On Trucking!

I like the American phrase "keep on Trucking"',  it is just another way of saying never give up.  When I take a  look back at our journey since June, I wondered how we made it.

We as humans can never know our strength until we are tested. The inner human core strength that resonate when life gives us lemons.

Our first reaction is always whether to fight or flee. But most of us do fight it and in the back of our mind, we just wanna flee from it.

 I am getting deep because I do appreciate all the help and love I got from all the medical personnels, friends, well wishers, SDK'S blog visitors ,  Nairalanders and family.

I am taking one day at a time because when tomorrow comes, I will still be too Blessed To Be Stressed and know how  to keep on Trucking.


May the good Lord continue to give us his grace, mercy and love

Amen.

Just Too Cute.

My baby had one of his favorite nurses tonight. She dressed him up in his new red onesies and some socks to match. CUTE! Was the word.  Adorable was the adjective.  Delicious was the verb. Handsome was noun.  Lol

He kept on staring at his dad. Just pure baby staring. I wondered why. Anyway, I cuddled him with kisses involved.  He kept letting out some some adult scale flatuence. I was hoping the nurses could not hear it and would be thinking it was me.



We are doing fine.

Thank  God.

Labor Day.

Today is labor so we visited friends, danced and eat a lot of fufu.  A lot of policemen hanging on the freeway trying to get drunk drivers. Not me, I drove very careful. Cops makes me nervous.

By the time we got to the NICU, Daniel was sound asleep. Trust me, I woke him up and held him close for about an hour.  When I finally set him on the crib, his diaper needed change. So I changed him.

He went back to sleep with his big pacifier in his mouth.

Love you son.

Gas Time

For the past couple of days, nurses have told me that  Daniel wakes up crying, which is unusual for him. They are suspecting gas or constipation. That makes me sad.

 They do swaddle him, put a warm pack on his tummy and turn him on his stomach. That position seems to help.

He was sleeping when I left and I prayed and gave him a kiss.

Tip toe outta there

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Love you son.

Daniel's POV.

When I got to the NICU tonight, my baby already got his scheduled bath. I missed it.
Oooh nooo.
But I did put on his clothes and he was kinda happy to see me. He gave me that I miss you momma look.

He is beginning to follow me around with his eyes, how amazing!
And  you should hear him yell if he is not attended to on time.  Na wa oh!
My baby is forming his own personality, attitude and point of view.

I layed him on my chest for two hours  as I sang to him.  He was staring into my mouth  all this while. It was funny.

Here are some pics from Daniel's point of view.