Our time in the hospital was pretty quick. We hadn't quite got the hang of nursing and Zoe was yellow with Jaundice but the pediatrician was willing to let us go provided with check in with our pediatrician the following day.
We escorted our new baby home. Immediately I knew that nursing this baby was going to be hard. But, being I did not nurse the other two, I was determined to experience this with our last baby. She had been given formula at the hospital the first night because I had to recover from getting my tubes tied. I think that is probably why we had a hard time ramping up and my milk was sloooow to come in. Nevertheless, we were going to do it anyways.
The next morning we took Zoe to the Dr. for a check up and some testing for Jaundice. She had lost weight and even the whites of her eyes were yellow. We tested her and went home to wait on the results. They came back high, or at least higher than what she was in the hospital.
Over the next 4 days we went back and forth to the hospital getting her tested and weighed. In the meantime I was trying to get her to nurse and supplement with formula at the same time. Finally on the fourth day, the Dr. called and said "I am going to wait on these last results but if they are not the same or if they are higher we will put Zoe back in the hospital."
Side Note: Our normal pediatrician had been out of town. The Dr. on call was a sweet sweet lady. She was/is a believer and told me she took the names of her patients home with her to pray for them. Oh how this touched my heart.
Well after receiving the phone call from our pediatrician I immediately went to Zoe, took off her little onesie and laid my hands on her. I told our saviour that she was His and that if he would, please heal her from this. I asked Him to help me take care of her. (I'm just crying remembering this tender moment) Not two minutes after my prayer the Dr. called to say that her levels were fine and that we can expect them to start going down more rapidly.
Oh man, how I was relieved, grateful and just in awe of the gift I was given to watch my little one healed by her creator.
Psalm 127:3 (The Message) Don't you see that children are God's best gift? the fruit of the womb his generous legacy? Like a warrior's fistful of arrows are the children of a vigorous youth. Oh, how blessed are you parents, with your quivers full of children! Your enemies don't stand a chance against you; you'll sweep them right off your doorstep.
I am a proud mommy of three beautiful children. While at first this blog was created to chronical the experience of giving birth to our third child, I have changed it to include tidbits of our daily life and thoughts I would like to share. I am a Christian with a moderate world view and heart for God and my family.