There was a little happy birthday-ness going on around here recently. Little Sydney turned 2 years old. It seems like just yesterday we were nursing in the NICU, traveling from home to the hospital for visits, and feeling seriously stressed out about the prognosis of our little baby born weighing just 5lbs 5 oz, at 34 weeks old. (Yes, she was a very large, very old, preemie.)
It turned out that we had an abrupted placenta and little WonHee decided to come a bit early. After a fairly uneventful labor and delivery we went home from the hospital, only to be readmitted for high biliruben/jaundice and hypothermia. A low temp could have meant a sepsis infection, but instead it was just Sydney’s little body saying that she wasn’t quite sure how to regulate her body temperature yet.
After 5 days in the warmer, she was discharged to parents who really weren’t sure it was “safe” to bring someone so small home. I mean, the wonderful NICU nurses are there around the clock to monitor everything. Was it going to be safe for me to sleep? I remember feeling like, “they trust ME to care for this little person? How can that be?”
Fast forward past, colic, screaming in the car seat, visits to the cardiologist, physical therapy, and temper tantrums that started at 18 months (who said terrible-twos start at 2?)…and we have a wonderful little girl, who exerts her independence with an incredible amount of cuteness, and who is just simply an amazing part of our family. Honey, you bring light, interest, entertainment, and love to my life everyday. Happy Birthday little girl. Mama loves you so very much.
The Waldorf doll sweater is from WaldorfMama. (Also found on Ravelry.)
You in bed, me in bed.
Olivia!! by Ian Falconer.
On the menu, gluten-free cornbread with honey-thyme-butter, mustard greens with garlic and bacon, and apricot pork loin roast.
And gluten-free “ca-cakes” with pink frosting for dessert!
