A happy little family

Thompson came home on Tuesday. We couldn't be more excited and relieved that he is home with us. The whole not having my child with me thing got old fast, even though we only had to do it for a week. He seems to get cuter and cuter each day, especially now that we get to be with him all day every day. This little boy just makes us so happy.

Thompson's wrinkled forehead makes us happy. And his scrawny little legs. Luckily my mom went out and bought some preemie clothes for him before she flew out. He will probably grow out of them fast, but newborn clothes still drown him (see picture of hat below).

Over-sized hat + tiny head + very hungry boy = this adorable picture that makes us happy.

The way he loves looking at our faces when he is awake makes us happy. 

His tiny little wrists and hands makes us happy. 

 

Driving home with our boy made us happy. He is still too tiny for his car seat so they gave us a little car bed carrier to use. 

Having our little family all home together makes us very happy. 

This picture does not make me happy. It breaks my heart actually. Especially since I am the one that now has to do this to him. Thompson has continued to have problems with high insulin and low glucose levels. We give him medicine to lower his insulin, check his glucose every six hours, and have an emergency shot of glucagon ready in case his blood sugar gets too low.  In the hospital he was checked every three hours, so both his heels are already all bruised. Poor kid doesn't even cry anymore when we prick him. He is a tough little one. 

Although he is still having some problems, we are so thankful that he has done as well as he has. He was a late pre-term baby, but because he had been under some distress before he was born, they didn't really know what to expect in terms of his health when he came out. He has had no breathing problems at all, and he is eating really well and gaining weight. We went to the pediatrician yesterday who said he looked great. He is in the 1-2% for his weight and length, but that is expected for a premature baby.

It has been quite an adjustment having him home the last few days. We loved the cute little squeaks and purrs and snores and other noises he made in the hospital, but we have found they aren't so cute when he makes them all night long, and the neurotic mother in me has to check to make sure he is okay every 5 minutes. Our moms have been a tremendous help though, especially now that Trevor is back to work. Despite the lack of sleep, we are so in love with this boy and can't imagine our lives without him.