Thanks for all the well-wishes, folks! They are much appreciated. I’m feeling a little bit better – I had a diagnostic test earlier this week and I’m still feeling kinda lousy from it, but it’s starting to wear off.

Today was one of those days when we understood with perfect clarity why BabyBug has to stay in the NICU until her surgery. For the second day in a row, the little punk pulled out her suction tube. It was already not suctioning very well, and as soon as the tube came out her breathing got really scary. You know that sound your straw makes when you’re sucking up the last drops of a milkshake? Raspy and rattly and slurpy and so totally not the way you want a person’s breathing to sound? Yeah. It was like that the whole time – and one point she started gagging and hacking up spitballs. It seemed to take FOREVER for the nurse to get a new tube and get everything prepared and replaced, and in the mean time we were holding the baby upright and waiting anxiously for the nurse to hurry back – although she seemed to be moving in slow-motion. Really the whole thing probably lasted about 5-7 minutes, but it was like, 5-7 minutes of watching our little love struggle to breathe. And really, that’s a pretty long time. Not fun at all. She couldn’t even cry, except for one smothered little bleat. Poor love. After that, she got fed and then passed out on Mandy’s chest.

In lighter news, I got pooped upon today. Good times. I mean, the kid has nailed us both during diaper changes, but that’s to be expected. This time she leaked right out the back of her diaper while I was holding her. I guess I should get used to this – it’s only the beginning!

Also. Yes. I did it again. Vote for LeahBug. Woo!

http://community.babycenter.com/contest/entry/124402/baby_leah