Tuesday, February 26, 2008


"For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb." Psalm 139:13
Katie guessed it - one year ago today we saw two little lines. It's hard to believe what started out as two tiny microscopic cells weighed 14 lbs. 15.5 oz. at the doctor's today. Mary had an echo this morning. Even the cardiologist said it's hard to believe there is anything wrong just by looking at her. He also commented that she is a really cute baby. However, cuteness isn't a cure. Dr. V. said he will meet with the surgeon on Friday and will discuss Mary. The surgical nurse will be calling me soon to schedule Mary's surgery for sometime after Easter.

Monday, February 25, 2008

Our Little Deduction

This came in the mail today.
Mary doesn't seem to mind that she will forever be "on the grid".
We have an appointment with the cardiologist in the morning. I think/hope we will get a date for surgery.

Tomorrow is a very special anniversary. Any guesses as to what?

Monday, February 18, 2008

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Sweet Heart

Everyone's favorite Valentine, 15 weeks old. Love is definitely in the air.

Monday, February 11, 2008

A Spoonful of Sugar

Mary takes two medications - 25 mcg synthroid (hypothyroid) and 1/4 baby aspirin (blood thinner), every night.
When we first brought her home from the hospital, we were mixing the crushed tablets with breastmilk and giving it to her in a syringe. There was so much that stuck to the sides, though, that I was sure she wasn't getting it all. After a couple of days I started just giving it to her dry. I would moisten my finger in her mouth, dip it in the powder, and then dip back in her mouth. Repeat. She has never once cried - even though the synthroid isn't particularly tasty. Sometimes she even smiles and coos during meds. She really is amazing.

Monday, February 4, 2008

Call me Ishmael

Here is Mary in a Moby Wrap baby carrier. I wore her facing out for the first time yesterday. It might not be apparent from this photo, but she really liked it. I love wearing my babies. Aside from the emotional and developmental benefits the physical closeness brings to mama and babe, it's just plain practical.

We saw Dr. V, the cardiologist, last week. Mary was a whopping 13 lbs. 10 oz. at just under 3 months old! That's up 6 lbs from birth. She seems to be my chubbiest baby yet, which is interesting, because she definitely doesn't hang out on the boob the way the boys did. She sleeps more, too, so maybe her body gets the rest it needs to grow. We are now thinking her surgery will be shortly after Easter. I am torn between wishing that day would be behind us already, and that it would never come. I have only just recently had full days go by where I don't cry/panic at the thought of her past and impending surgeries. She looks perfect. I want to leave her that way.