All Smiles

Well yesterday I did some frantic Christmas shopping, went to the Mothers of Multiples club holiday party, then went to work where we were having a Doomsday party to celebrate the coming apocolypse according to the Mayan calendar. I changed from a holiday outfit to all black and ate all the desserts folks brought, but the world did not end so the calories did count after all.

Due to the holiday frenzy I only got to go see her on my lunch break, and to my surprise she had gone from being fussy and in pain to looking like she feels fantastic! Not only is she off oxygen and her lungs sound the best they have since she got here, but she was happy and social and has no more tubes or IV's except for her little G-tube. We had a grand time and she had another huge surprise for me. She smiled! And not the accidental "I have gas" smile. I smiled at her and she smiled back. I did it again. She did it again. I called my husband and cried. I cried writing this just now.

She is going to be just fine, and right after Christmas she is coming home for good. The doctor put the orders in for the home equipment to be taken off hold and actually be delivered, and I have an appointment Monday at 8am to learn how to use the feeding pump. This is really happening! We are rooming in Christmas Eve at the hospital to get the final training and clearance to come home, and also so we can celebrate the holiday with our little girl!