You're never too sick or too young to shop wisely.
Olivia is doing well. She actually slept all night thanks to the humidifier and Motrin. She still has a temp, although the amount of snot and congestion seems better. It has stayed out of her lungs and she is breathing just fine. That (and RSV) is such a huge fear for any micro-preemie parent. We were all just grateful to get a good night's sleep. Hopefully, she'll continue to improve and this illness will soon be a thing of the past.
I'll give a dollar to anyone who helps me feel better! Man, I don't like being sick!! (These pics were taken a few days ago.)
Olivia started getting a runny nose last night and I could just tell that she was getting sick. We were up most of the night. Pray that it is just a cold. . .poor thing is miserable.
4:00 pm - I decided to take her to the doctor since we're coming up on the weekend. She has an upper respiratory infection, although they didn't even test for RSV. Currently, it is not affecting her breathing (other than her inability to breathe out of her nose) and we're hoping that it stays an upper respiratory infection and doesn't turn into a lower respiratory infection. Those born as early as Olivia don't have the strongest of lungs. . .although she continues to surprise us. Her ears and throat look good. Poor thing has a lot of mucus, nasal congestion and a 102 temp. I gave her some Motrin and she took a short 30 minute nap (the longest she can sleep at one time) and seems to be feeling a bit better. I even got a smile out of her when I asked her if she wanted to watch Baby Signing Times. I've been holding her almost constantly since about 11 pm last night and I have to say that I'm enjoying the snuggle time. Please pray that she doesn't get any worse and is feeling better soon!! Oh, and some sleep for all three of us would be nice as well.
Be sure to click on the agenda to enlarge. If you plan on coming, please plan to be there by 9:15 am so that we'll be sure to get everyone in the team picture. Remember that it is Saturday, April 18th. Hope to see many of you there!!
Well, we picked out Olivia's glasses today. We ended up getting them at Grene Vision, where she goes to the eye doctor. Most places (LensCrafters, EyeMasters, etc.) don't carry any for children as young as Olivia. I didn't want to buy them online without first trying them on. While we were waiting, Ryan and I picked out are favorite ones only to find out that we had only two to choose from. . . .and one of them didn't fit right. Olivia is so young and her face is so narrow that there really isn't a selection at all. So, the glasses aren't my favorite by any means and I hate the big plastic bridge part over the nose, but the point isn't to win a fashion contest. I want to do everything I can to help give her the best vision that I can. Hopefully, these glasses can do that and. . . .Olivia can make anything look cute. (Plus, the bigger she gets. . .the cuter the glasses get.) Her prescription isn't very strong and it doesn't seem that her eyesight is that bad. The glasses are basically supposed to help her eyes relax so that they can focus better. . . .thus reducing the chances for a second surgery. We should be able to pick up the glasses next week. Please pray that she takes to the glasses and that we see an improvement with her eyes.
I'm going to have to wear glasses, but I don't even like to wear clothes.
I'm kinda bummed about the whole thing. It's not that it's a huge deal to have glasses. Millions of people have glasses. . .I have glasses. But, no child should have to wear glasses. . . at least not until they're in school.
The eye doctor appointment was awful (although Olivia really acted the best that she could under the circumstances.) I made Ryan come with me because it was a dilation appointment and those are the worst. She screamed and screamed and there were two people holding her eyes open and two of us holding her arms and legs down. . .just awful. We were given three options:
1) We could do nothing and continue to monitor her.
2) We could try her in glasses to see if it helps her focus. Chances are. . .it probably won't, but there is also a chance that it could and save us from another surgery.
3) Surgery, which is extremely likely if we do nothing.
So, we opted for the glasses. We haven't picked out any frames yet, because Olivia was in no mood to have something else forced on her today. I honestly think that she'll look adorable in glasses, but it still breaks my heart just a bit.
Any advice on glasses (where to buy them, how to keep them on, etc.) would be appreciated.
***Now, on to some incredible news!!! My goodness!! Our little team is competing with the big boys! Not only are we the #1 family team, but we are the #2 overall team!!! We're on a roll now. Please donate whatever you can and help us make quite the impact on April 18th!
As of April 6, these outstanding teams have raised the most funds:
#5 Bank of the West
#4 Wichita Clinic PA
#3 NICU Entourage - Via Christi Regional Medical Center
I unexpectedly gave birth at 23 weeks to micro-preemie twins on August 27, 2007. Olivia Paige weighed just 1 lb 1.5 oz and was 11.5 inches long. Logan William weighed just 1 lb 1.75 oz and was 11.5 inches long. Our sweet Logan passed away after 1 month and 1 day. After 105 days, we were able to bring Olivia home. She is our miracle, our survivor, our joy. . .
On November 20, 2012 we welcomed little sister, Abigail, into our lives. She was born at 35 weeks, but only spent 8 days in the hospital before coming home. We feel very blessed. To contact Ryan and Jodi you may email them at: email@example.com or firstname.lastname@example.org
You were the perfect little boy Of whom we always dreamed. Did you know we had your name picked out? All along or so it seemed.
You even had your daddy’s hands So miniature in size. In life we never got to hold you Or even see your opened eyes.
We had so many plans for you. Did you know you are a twin? I wanted you to grow up together. What a pair you would have been!
I wanted to take you to the park And push you on the swing. I wanted to teach you how to walk, And read and write and sing.
I wanted to show you a fire truck And let you ride upon a horse. I wanted to take you to the zoo To see the giraffes, of course.
I wanted you to watch cartoons And play video games with dad. And you and I would take a nap Oh, the times we would have had.
But, your mommy’s plans were not to be. “I have other plans,” God said. “You won't be playing in life’s playground You’ll be playing in heaven instead.”
And although I ache with sadness And in my arms I long to hold. I’ll see you again in heaven When my story on earth’s been told.
A thousand tiny fireflies Parading through the night Illuminate the starless skies With incandescent light They are miracles, here on earth So bold, so strong, so wise And bring to life a sense of worth For those who lack great size.
Some of this life’s smaller treasures Are the ones which matter more Than the larger joys and pleasures That we have grown to adore Volume is not as essential As the gift that lies inside Smaller souls with much potential Who shall never be denied.
A thousand tiny fireflies Parading through the night Illuminate the starless skies With incandescent light These children, while born premature Are testaments of worth Their spirits bold, their futures sure To ever bless the earth.