Andrew was born Wednesday, and we intended on bringing him home Friday. Thursday night our nurse kept checking Andrew's breathing, and as it seemed faster than it should, she called the doctor. He wanted an x-ray of his chest, a blood sample and a blood culture to be taken to determine if he had an infection. His x-ray showed his lungs to be a little hazy which could have indicated baby pneumonia, or could have been nothing at all. His white blood count was high, which was an indication of an infection. And just like that, they whisked my baby off to the NICU to start him on antibiotics as precaution to him having an infection. Initially they told us they had to have him there for at least 48 hours to give the blood culture time to grow anything if there was an infection. After 24 hours nothing had grown which was a very good sign. 48 hours still nothing had grown. I just wanted to take my baby home! Talking with different doctors they would give me different answers or tell me different information. After a day or two at the NICU we were told Andrew would have to be there for 7-10 days! He needed to be on the antibiotics for an infection that wasn't appearing to exist! I was very frustrated. Mike needed to go back to work and had been running back and forth between the hospital and home with Joseph. Fortunately my mom was coming in town to help out. She was coming to help with the baby, but ended up being Joseph's best friend. My mom would drive back and forth between the hospital and home, which was not a quick drive. It allowed me to spend time with my precious baby in the NICU, and still play a little bit of the roll of a mommy to my toddler. In the end, we were discharged a day early (YEAH!) because nothing ever grew in the blood culture. We were blessed in may ways during our stay at the hospital: The hospital let me stay there for FREE while Andrew was in the NICU. The nurses were so great and kind to work with. Talking to the right doctor makes a HUGE difference in how they convey the situation and make you feel about things. Andrew's breathing slowed down, his white blood count went down, and he was able to get treatment for his bilirubin he ended up developing while in the NICU. We received many dinners from members of my church which was incredibly helpful while I was still staying at the hospital. We received many prayers that Andrew would be alright, and that I would be alright as well. We are so blessed for all the help we received, and for the beautiful healthy baby we were able to bring home.
"Joseph, smile for the camera!"
