2 weeks : 14 days : 336 hours : 20,160 minutes
We've made it thru Week 2, and to the beginning of Week 3. He's still doing really well. Today he ate and ate and ate (or so it seemed). His appetite is certainly higher than it was last week. I'm encouraged by that. I didn't see any leaks this morning, although I didn't change his cloth. There weren't any leaks last night when we checked it. Checking for leaks is sort of like picking a scab - it's addicting, but it's not really good for it. So we really try not to check it if we can. Any extra "fiddling" with his cele puts it in danger.
This little guy went through 5 dirty diapers yesterday (and by dirty, I do not mean wet) - which was probably more than he'd done in the previous 7 days. What's up with newborns doing that? Hahaha. Again, I'm encouraged. I don't mind changing endless diapers.
This morning I woke up at 5:50am. I snoozed for a few more minutes, but when I looked up I was greeted by a blank screen. That's right, the power was out. Keep in mind it's summer, so it's not the hair-raising scenario most of you Northern-Hemisphere-readers would expect. But it's still annoying. Our power rarely goes out, and when it does it's never for long. So I didn't worry about it. Until about 9am... when I'd started to get a caffeine-withdraw headache (shut up, I don't want ANYONE to tell me I need to stop drinking it!)... and I hadn't had any breakfast (because I hate cereal and prefer toast)... and I'd not check my email (perhaps adding to the headache). It's a rainy, gray, dreary day today - so having no extra lights on was irritating. Again... power's rarely off for long, so I sent Josiah and Matt off to a friend to watch the Conference Championships at a friend's house. (My apologies to Tarah, Seth, and Jericho - we were hoping Green Bay'd make it too!).
When the guys got home 4 hours late, the power was STILL off! And it was still off after I'd had a long nap on the couch with Joshua! And it was still off when dinner time came around. Thank goodness, FINALLY at 6:15pm (over 12 hours later!) the power came back on. It was just in time to make a normal dinner. We were starting to dream up weird dinner possibilities... because we have an electric stove.
So while I'm updating you, my dear husband is finishing up dinner. ;) You did a good job Mom S., he can cook! I am so glad the power's back on. It's been SUCH a long day. I'm still in my pajamas, I'm just drinking my first coffee of the day, I've only eaten coleslaw and carrot cake today (everything else needed cooking or nuking), and I've been tired all day....
But you know what? Joshua's still with us. I don't care how bad my days are - one look over at this sleeping bundle - and I'd live like a pioneer with electricity for ever and ever. He is so precious. He's such a miracle. He's mine. Ok - right... every Mom thinks their baby is the gorgeous-est ever. But he's gorgeous. I know you all agree - you've told me as much. But I could kiss baby fingers and face alllllll day long.
2 weeks. 2 packs of diapers. A healed belly button. A visit from friends (who went on vacation before they could see Joshua. I thought they'd never meet him). Blue eyes that look right at me (Dr.'s said he'd most likely be blind). 6lbs, 8oz (a normal size). No other problems (no jaundice, no feeding problems, no colic, no allergic reactions). No sibling rivalry. No apnea issues. No breathing problems. No heart conditions. No syndromes.
My little boy is by definition: Miracle Baby. My friend dubbed him Miracle Baby the other day. She's right. There's not really another way to describe Joshua Matthew Sams. He's Miracle Baby.