Zander The Great!

So it's pretty late on what they tell me is a Sunday night. Daddy left a while ago to go home and get some sleep before going to work tomorrow. Mommy is trying very hard to keep her eyes open because she wants to see me eat one more time before she crashes on the couch. And then there's me....I'm hanging out in my cave, sucking on my binkie!

Like my previous post said, I didn't have the greatest of days. I personally think it started this morning when one of my favorite nurses, Lisa, told mommy and daddy to leave the hospital and have some relaxation time. Mommy and daddy don't like to leave the hospital because then they miss me terribly!!!! And the meanie doctors won't let me go with mommy and daddy for some relaxation time. When they came back, mommy told me they went to the apartment, which I haven't seen, and did laundry, the dishes, and cleaned up some. Mommy took a real shower, one where the water pressure is really good!!!! I guess laundry is when you make clothes clean.....I'm not allowed to wear clothes yet.

So like I said before, I went up and down, up and down, up and down like a yo-yo all day. But you know what, I'm doing really good right now!!!

One of my other favorite nurses, Tiffany, (whom I just met last night) is taking care of me tonight. She changed my poopy diaper and took some blood from me, but she was really quick. She checked my tummy and it's empty, but she said it wasn't time for me to eat again, so she made a mommy juice popsicle and let me suck on that for awhile. Tiffany is the only one that does that for me. I overheard mommy and Tiffany talking about it, and Tiffany said that she hoped it would tide me over until it was time to eat. I guess it also helps me to know what mommy juice tastes like so when I can see, and when I don't have to be syringe fed, I'll know where to go for my mommy juice.

I tried really hard to open my eyes all day today. Mommy and daddy laugh at me sometimes, because apparently, my eyebrows arch a whole bunch when I try to stretch my eye lids apart. Mommy tells me to calm down and be patient. Tonight, I was able to stretch them just enough to see a sliver of mommy. I know she noticed it too because, she told me she saw a tiny little slit between my eye lids. I'm hoping to get them wide open sometime this week!

The respiratory therapist came in and changed all the alarm settings on my ventilator. The nurses are getting tired of it beeping all the time. That kind of bums me out because I like to hear it beep sometimes, that means I'm doing better than the ventilator. But sometimes I work too hard then have to take a rest. When I rest the not-so-good alarm goes off and the nurses come in. Sometimes I like them coming into my room because they feed me, or talk to me, or move me to a more comfortable position. But other times, they are mean and suction my lungs or mouth out, or else they are really mean and change my diaper! Okay, I know it doesn't feel good to have a wet or dirty diaper, but they make my bottom cold with they change me. Sometimes I get so mad at them, I peepee more just to annoy them. Tiffany told mommy tonight that I didn't have a butt. Mommy said that yes I did, it was just a lot smaller than the rest of me.

Earlier tonight, daddy called me a burrito. Sometimes when the nurses get me all situated, they wrap me in a blanket so I can't move around as much. Tiffany and Lisa wrap me so snug that all you ever see is my head. Daddy says I look like a burrito cuz I'm so tightly wrapped.

I can't wait until I can talk, because I'm gonna tell people that my name is Zander! Mommy, daddy, and the nurses always come up with different names for me. Like Burrito, or Wiggly Worm....Grandma Hewlit said she was gonna call me Zed because that's what Canadians say for the letter "Z" when saying the alphabet. Mommy sometimes calls me Z or Z-man, and even Littleman at times. Daddy forgets I'm a baby sometimes and calls me Soldier and Private, like I'm in the military. But even with all these nicknames, I simply refer to myself as Zander....The Great! I know I know, I have a big head (daddy tells me that everyday too)!!!! It's mommy and daddy's fault, they spoil me with so much love and are always telling me how special I am. I can't help but listen to them and start to believe what they say!!:)