Little Senor update...

Little Senor and Big Daddy's hand. Pay no mind to the little white velcro pads on the side of his head; they are to hold his "Joe Cool" sun glasses while he hangs out under the phototherapy lights getting un-yellowified.




The aforementioned "Joe Cool" glasses--I really need to bring those fashion statements home with us for the old scrapbook. He actually loves them--he claims they help him get a good night's sleep, the diva....


While I am really looking forward to writing the mother of all birth stories, I am dividing my time between sleeping through the "discomfort", pumping milk and driving back and forth to the NICU to visit the little senor (he was born on Cinco de Mayo, after all....)

So instead of the great American novel of childbirth (stay tuned--there is more fabulous irony from the woman of unflinching incompetence...), I will simply let you know that the baby is doing great! He is still in the NICU, but has moved from the "not so healthy" baby room to the "much healthier" baby room. He was eating and breathing on his own from the get-go, only needed help regulating his body temp for a day or two and has a touch of jaundice. His numbers are going down every day, though, so they are talking about sending him home sometime within the next few days. He just has to get through a day outside the isolette without the phototherapy lights and then pass the carseat test--piece of cake!! :-)

To tide you over, here are some pictures of the little guy--fear not the wires and all that hullabaloo; they aren't in him, just on him, monitoring his breathing and whatnot. Of course, I wanted the pictures down here instead of at the top, but I still don't know how to do that and have no time to learn now...back to sleep for me.