I spent most of that day going back and forth between the nursery and Louise's room. She obviously needed the rest and I wanted to be able to give her as many updates about our son as possible.
On my third trip down, I noticed that he had a tiny tube in his mouth. One of the nurses came over and explained what was going on. Apparently his oxygen sats had dropped again...and his heart rate was still a bit high. They put in a small tube and suctioned some mucous out of his stomach...and instantly, his heart rate dropped to normal and his oxygen went up to 98%.
The poor little guy was working so hard to get the mucous out, but just couldn't.
The tube didn't stay in for long and soon after they had taken it out, I was able to take him back to the room for a cuddle and a feed. We kept him in the room with us for a little over an hour and then I had to take him back.
Louise had a sleep...I went and found something for dinner.
It kind of felt like we didn't have a baby...because he wasn't right there with us. A few hours later, I went and got him for another feed and the nurses told me that they'd more than likely release him to the ward the following morning.
I could have stayed the night, but Louise needed to get as good of a sleep as she possibly could...and I needed to get home to feed the furkids.
So, after I took Nio back to the nursery and got him settled in for the night, I went back to the room and made sure Louise was settled in. It was hard leaving, but I knew that neither one of us would get a decent rest if I stayed.
The following morning, they brought him into the room...and he's been with us ever since.
Pretty uneventful birth story, compared to some others that I've read. But, our uneventful story resulted in a live, healthy baby...and that's all we care about.
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