Been A While . . .

First of all--thank you for your patience in waiting for me to post again! I have been slightly absorbed by this little person for the past couple weeks:


It was pretty easy to forget to do things like blog. Hopefully, I am getting back into routine and posts will start coming more regularly!

And now for the full story . . .

Drill Bit, as you know, had an early entrance into the world. Actually, he still shouldn't really be here! And, despite his size (still the smallest of all my kids at birth, even at 7 lbs 5 oz), he had many of the typical signs of a preemie. He still has the soft, downy lanugo hair over a lot of his body, and his skin and nails looked not quite ready for the wide world.

Since neither of my girls came early, I was really expecting to go full-term with Drill Bit, despite how miserably uncomfortable this pregnancy was. I was caught completely off guard when, at 5:30 in the morning, my water broke. My Handsome Engineer was startled awake by me poking him and saying (so I am told), "something just happened!" I didn't really give him much information, did I? He didn't know whether to grab a gun or start the car!

After calling my doctor, our parents, and throwing a bunch of random things into a suitcase (amazingly, we actually ended up with most of what we needed!), we woke the girls up and headed to the hospital. I labored almost 4 hours before there was a surgical room available for my c-section and Drill Bit was born at 9:20 . (Luckily, I never went into the really painful labor--just uncomfortable.)


We went home on Christmas Eve, excited to spend Christmas with my girls!

On the 26th, we had an appointment with the pediatrician who told us that Drill Bit needed to be readmitted to the hospital immediately. His bilirubin count had gone up drastically over Christmas and was dangerously high. He needed to be put under phototherapy lights.

I call it the the un-tanning bed.

Let me tell you how much newborns do NOT like being almost naked all night long (or having weird masks over their eyes). Let me tell you much sleep my Handsome Engineer and I did NOT get that night.

Let me tell you how happy I was the next day when his counts had come down enough to let us go home.
I even took a picture of our luggage I was so happy to leave the hospital . . .


Since returning home, life has been wonderfully uneventful! We have enjoyed our expanded family and our girls absolutely LOVE their baby brother.