Our first night together as a whole family was wonderful, and a lot of work, all at the same time. It was so quiet and peaceful that both kids slept a lot, and Will had some nice sessions with the bottle. We were up and down all night giving food and administering medications to Will, and feeding Ella, but we’re not complaining (much). This morning, The Wife and I agreed that it was very much like having a newborn again (along with a two-month old). But a good time was had by all, and Ella especially loved her hospital issue bassinet, whose clear sides allowed her to lounge and watch all of the action in the room at the same time.
If our primary purpose here at HSC is to get Will to gain some weight and establish some trends in that area, then our secondary purpose is the equipping of his parents for the day when the responsibility of his care is transferred over to us. So we’re getting training on the various pieces of equipment, learning to give him one of a couple of specially designed bottles, meeting with the pharmacist, and just generally trying to learn to give him all of the care that he gets here. And last night was a solid step in that direction, with our Doctor and Social Worker grinning at our success, and talking about more and longer stays very soon.
This afternoon, the Social Worker sauntered up to suss us out. “When would you like to stay again?” she said, squinting in the fluorescent lights.
“Just as soon as possible,” we shot back.
“Tonight?,” she offered.
“…clean clothes…” we deferred, then pushed back: “tomorrow?”
“Two nights?,” she said, eyebrows high.
So Saturday and Sunday will be our very first weekend together. Can’t wait.