First Gray Hair

Well, baby N scared the shit out of me Sunday night for the first, and probably not the last time. About an hour after feeding him, he threw up everything. He got it all out and I didn't have to suction him, but I was shaking the rest of the night.

I called foster mom to see when I should try feeding him again since he seemed to have lost all I fed him. She said to wait until he's screaming to eat. He wasn't sick, it's just tricky with the feeding tube because he can't just reject food when he's not hungry like a bottle.

I got a nasty little cold again, yuck! I think baby N is getting one too, but since he recently got off antibiotics, poor little thing has to suffer.

This baby can sleep. I tried to wake him up, so I sat him up on the couch and he crashed back out to sleep.

I won't go into too much more details, but the whole weekend revolved around baby N (as usual). I tried to post yesterday but baby N was not about to share me with the computer.

Anyway, I dressed him all cutesy to go see his mom this morning, which she should be visiting him this very moment. I wonder if she showed up?

My family adored baby N. My grandma and a couple aunts stopped by my mom's house to give him snuggles. That was a break because my mom took care of him all day and I got a little rest.

I didn't get a chance to go to babies r' us like I wanted. Maybe next weekend.

It's amazing the things you loved before but gladly sacrifice for your baby, sleep being the biggest one. Even when he wakes me up a hell of a lot earlier than I'd like, I just pick him up, give him kisses, and praise God that I have him (and pray deeply that I get to keep him).