The story of Tucker Ray, a 27-weeker with many diagnoses, and his baby brother, Easton John, a 34 weeker aka big brother's shadow. Here I post about the challenges and joys of working full time, caring for two rambunctious boys with my husband, and leaning on God for wisdom in the midst of the chaos.

Saturday, July 15, 2006
Day 50
Today, Saturday, July 15, Chris and I held Tucker:)
We called before we went to the hospital to see how he was doing. The nurse said we could hold Tucker b/c he was having a good day.
When we got there, a RT was suctioning his breathing tubes. She said "the rumor around Pod 8 is that yall are holding Tucker today," well, that was a true rumor. Chris took his temperature. Then his nurse wrapped him in his blankets to keep him warm for his first trip outside of his isolette. Then she pulled up a rocking chair, I sat down, and she handed him to me. I held him for about ten minutes and talked to him. Then Chris held him for about ten minutes. He looked so small! He looks bigger in his box, I guess b/c he is by himself. He looks so much smaller when we held him. He slept the whole time, and his sats stayed up, so it was a success. The nurses watched us, and they said if he acted up (had trouble breathing or was fussy) then we'd have to put him back. But he did fine the whole time, and he pitched a fit when the nurse put him back in his bed. He was MAD. He kept trying to move around, which he really can't do since he has so many tubes. So then I patted his butt and sang him a song, and he calmed down(don't worry, I did not sing too loud-I'm not one of those embarassing moms-not yet). We took a bunch of pictures, and we printed them out already to show everyone. I'll put them on his website soon, hopefully.
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