Today was a good day. We’re tired, but I don’t see that going away anytime soon! I think my hope of a weekend departure has been defeated by logic, which actually made today and the coming days less excruciating. I’m getting a little patience back. That’s also thanks to you guys and your support! We can hang in there.
Tess took at least 75% of all of her bottles for the whole day, so we’re all crossing our fingers that she’ll get through the requisite 2 tonight. Then we’re on protocol 4, the last stage she has to pass! Counting our chickens before they hatch, I know going from 75% by bottle 6 times a day is not the same as 100% 8 times a day. Still, day 2 of baby sleeping and eating and pooping, the way she’s supposed to. Awesome!
We weren’t sure when we’d be leaving and we won’t have many of our primaries for the next few days, so we had a preemptive going away dinner. Not everyone could make it, but we had a great time. These nurses and nurse practitioners are just incredible, and are making the thought of going home a teensy bit bittersweet. So we stayed up too late hanging out and enjoyed every minute!
We’ll be here for day 80, and maybe even day 85. That’s okay. It’s a matter of days now, and those months of time are behind us. Tess is a magnificent little girl, and we would do anything to keep her safe and happy and healthy. Waiting, surrounded by friends here and knowing our friends and family are ready for us at home, is so much more than a lot of families have to look forward to. I’m feeling very, very lucky.