Update

Well I am going to choose to start off with the most amazing thing. My little man finally got to wear his first piece of clothing. There is this organization called Threads of Love and they make crochet/knit blankets, vest (these are special because they have velcro straps that make it easy to get off), booties, caps, quilts to cover up the incubators, lovies (these a little snowman looking people made out of socks that carry the scent of whoever wears it), and bena bags (these are used to lay up against the babies to simulate the pressure of someone holding them). This group of people are the most amazing people, they take time from their own day to make these items for the children in the NICU all over San Antonio.

Gabriel's nurse tonight Amy went and got him a couple of vest that had been made with a boy in mind (instead of the floral one's he already had) so that he could have something to wear. Yes I know this was more for me than it was for him, because he has no idea what clothes are. It did make me happy to see my little boy get to experience what the full term babies do.

Well Gabriel is finally starting to get back to where he was post surgery. He was on the vent for two days, then on the Cpap mask to help him breathe for two days also, and now he has the regular cannula (this is tube that gives him his oxygen through the prongs in his nostrils). He was pretty sedated for two days from the anesthesia from the surgery and started to stir on Wednesday but was not happy about the mask.

Yesterday he was very upset and we could not get him to cal down. He definitely knows what he likes and he doesn't. He cried and cried during the day shift and I was able to settle him for a while when I held him. He unfortunately started to get really fussy and upset as the night progressed, we knew that something was wrong. As we started his bath we noticed that the Cpap mask he had on started to leak fluid into his eye causing it to swell and the RT fixed it, but that was a temporary fix. He kept fussing, and would only calm down to rest a regain the energy needed to fuss again. It was a rough night for him, poor guy.

I received a call in the morning from his nurse letting us know that he had pushed out his intestines and the surgeon would have to come in to get it back in, which was done in a matter of hours. Gabriel didn't complained until it was over and he was being cleaned up. He was given some meds that let him rest the rest of the day. He started opening his eyes and waking up when we left around midnight. The good new is that the surgeon said he would do the surgery to repair his bowl when he is at 1500 grams instead of 1800 grams. He is having a hard time getting the proper nutrition since he is only using a very small portion of his intestine. I cannot wait until then. Hopefully this will be the last procedure he will have to endure. I am happy to see him smile again...