I am a Congenital Diaphragmatic Hernia (CDH) baby. My diaphragm developed with a hole in it and my organs were misplaced in my chest cavity. The organs pushed on my lungs, causing one lung to be very small. I was born on October 9, 2007 at Johns Hopkins. Now it is three years later: I am saying a bunch of words, I still receive foods through a g-tube and am on oxygen while I sleep. I can't walk yet, but believe I can out scoot anyone! Here is the story of my amazing and patient recovery.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Quiet day...
Today I entered Wyatt's room and no one was in there. I walked up to Wyatt's crib and he was lightly sleeping, so I walked up to his and whispered in his ear, "It's mommy!" and he smiled in his sleep and gently opened one eye. It made my day!! The rest of the day I held him and he slept in my arms and we played. It was a nice low key day. Each time I put in down in his crib, he would cry. So I would hold him and he stop crying. He loves being held... he feels so safe and secure. Tomorrow he is going to meet Aunt Danielle for the first time, while Wyatt's mom goes to court for parking in the bus lane at the metro station!!! (I was lost... it was unintentional)
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Gina,
Glad to hear you guys had a nice quiet days. Those are the best. I think I spoiled Jack by holding him all the time but after being bed ridden for so long these precious babies deserve it. I'm glad you spoil Wyatt too. I was just getting caught up on your blog and I hope things continue to go well. Santa came to visit us in the PICU. I hope Wyatt gets a visit at Mt Washington too!
Thinking of you guys all the time....
Vic, James & Jack
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