Surgery Scheduled and other travels (Craniosynostosis)
Hey pals!
I'm sorry I had been such an absentee blogger lately, some thing I promised I'd try now not to be. We've had so much occurring lately and traveled to 4 states and I simply haven't had the time or Internet access to weblog.
Our first trip with BabyGirl was to Buckhead in Atlanta. Matthew's uncle got married at the Ritz-Carlton and our weekend did not disappoint. The food and atmosphere were both as spectacular as you'd expect. My mom came along with us to help with BabyGirl. Thank God. With her help we were able to sufficiently spend time with her, and show her off a bit too, and enjoy some grown up festivities as well. She did great on her first trip and polished her social skills with so many new introductions.
Unfortunately, with all that traveling and her unfamiliar sleeping conditions while away, her perfect sleeping schedule didn't make it back to Pawleys with our luggage. Her sporadic sleeping pattern was fueled further by a plunge into her first growth spurt. Our sweet girl awoke every hour and a half to two hours to eat for several days.
Around the clock.
This left one very bitter set of mother and father.
I upped her formula by a full ounce which helped her just a bit. Considering she was sleeping in four to five hour stretches at night by two weeks, praying for the return of the three hour cycles seemed like such a step back.
Then we were given THE CALL.
The one to offer us a date for BabyGirl's surgical operation.
Remember?
The surgery set for late October or early November? Imagine my shock when they called with an actual concrete calendar date (making it feel all too real) more than a month sooner than I was expecting. No more extra time to fatten her up to ten pounds or procrastinate my fears of anesthesia. Our sweet little nine pound baby will be going into surgery on September 24th. Lord, grant me some peace.
For actual.
We had planned a month long hiatus to my parents house in Richmond and of course the new date changed those plans. Rather than heading north to Richmond last Thursday we headed south down to Charleston. MUSC to be exact. We spent a very long day meeting with the necessary departments and putting BabyGirl through a series of tests and scans in preparation for surgery. She did great. Better than her momma, that's for sure. She was perfectly serene during her cat scans. Granted, they laid her on a board and strapped her in so tight the poor thing could hardly blink let alone move a muscle. Her patience and strength at only six weeks inspired me. She was holding it together and so could I. She slept or cooed through all of her exams and more than one doctor added "happy baby" to her official medical chart. I couldn't have been more proud that she was mine.
We were really satisfied with everyone we encountered at MUSC. They all showed such professionalism and compassion.
We've been in Richmond ever since.
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