Happy Fourth Of July!
Hello to everyone and Happy Fourth of July!
Our plan was to head north this morning with the 16-foot U-Haul we rented last night and start packing up the Northern Outpost. We had resigned ourselves and told the nurses we would not be in to see Xavier on the 4th or 5th because of the moving process. Both Rebeca and I decided, "it's the Fourth and what is the hurry to get moving?" (no pun intended). Everyone helping us pack volunteered their time on Friday or Saturday, so we decided to spend a couple of hours with our son. This made the long weekend easier to bear.
Xavier packed on 30 grams on Wednesday (3rd) bringing him up to 1420 and added another 35 grams as of last night for a total of 1455 grams, or 3 pounds 3.3 ounces! Perhaps the pod dome being down is helping, but more data are needed.
Also noteworthy (and praise-worthy) is Xavier is free of another encumbrance: his feeding tube! It's gone, and on purpose (he didn't sneak it out and hide it under his snuggy). All his meals are now by breast or bottle. Even his medications (the vitamin supplement, his iron and his Actigall) get mixed into his bottle. Father, thank You!
This happened on Wednesday morning. Rebecca noticed it and called me to chide I hadn't told her his NG was removed (I was there in the morning due to our tight schedule Wednesday). I had not noticed its absence, but was excited to hear the news! Thanks You, Jesus!
Always, we thank you for your prayers.
Laying on his patriotically dressed bed, Xavier has no idea the excitement awaiting him later in life when he can celebrate the birth of so great a nation. Hidden under his swaddle, his onesy also has patriotic pictures.
Rebecca holding her son before we head north to help pack up the Northern Outpost. It's hard to leave him, and tomorrow will be the first break in continuity for Xavier in seeing his parents every day.
