What A Difference A Week Can Make

Jase is 10 days old and the poor little guy has been through more in those days than most people have in their lifetimes. These past few days have been so good!! He is doing absolutely amazing!  Each day I am more and more encouraged when I go to see him. The doctors and nurses are amazed by his progress and I think at this point it's just a matter of him being able to hold his own body temperature and eating on his own.  He currently weighs in at 3 lbs 3 oz. They have been a little concerned about is weight, but now that he has a little feeding tube in his nose they are able to feed him breast milk and hopefully that will help. We were sad to learn that the freezer that kept my very hard earned milk for the last 8 days broke and my bid was one of three that was ruined. All the colostrum that is the very best for him is gone. We just have to keep telling ourselves that Heavenly Father is in charge of his care and he will be just find without it. We are told he has quite a few nurses that would love to be his primary nurse, he already has women fighting over him!  

My mom and I went up to the hospital on Sunday night and found Jase on the billi lights. He had funny little glasses on to protect his eyes and the nurses also had put eye protection on his little bear that sits above his bed. 

This is a picture of the night he really opened his eyes for the first time. He still had the ventilator in his mouth along with his chest tube, the IV in his hand and the central line in his chest. 

On Monday I went in to see him and they told me his collapsed lung had totally repaired itself and his chest tube could be removed along with his ventilator. I was so excited to have that huge tube out of his mouth and the big machine taken away.

This is a picture of his "chic magnet" incision. They took the staples out yesterday and it actually looks really good. The nurses say that it will actually be a fairly small scar and hopefully just a thin little line.

Yesterday when I came in the nurse told me we could dress him. They had this preemie outfit for me to put on him. They also let me change his diapers, take his temperature, measure him and change some little sensor thing that goes on his foot. I am finally feeling like his mom! Everything about him is tiny except for his feet. This little guy is 16 1/2 inch and has 3 inch feet!!

As my mom and I were walking back to his room yesterday his nurse meet us in the hall and said "Today is your lucky day!" I got to hold him!!!! I was so excited. He is so tiny and I am pretty sure the blankets we wrapped him in weigh more than he does.  It was so fun to sit and watch him. He make little noises and every once in a while he would smile in his sleep. He acts like any other little baby would rather than being sick laying in his bed.  As I look at him I can't help, but be so grateful for this little boy. His little body is so tiny, but his spirit is huge and it can be felt so strongly.

I felt really bad because Jeremy couldn't be there. He was pretty bummed he missed a lot of the great things that have happened. He is anxious for the weekend and to hold him for the first time. I am grateful for every perfect little part of him and I am so blessed to be his mom!!