Weeks One and Two

Elliot's first week of life was an uneventful one. He ate a lot, slept a lot, and pooped a lot. Pretty average for a newborn. Jillian loves to hold him in her lap. She will be a good babysitter one day.

The three kiddos in their chairs, although, Chloe is actually in Elliot's car seat.

He's ready for his close up.


Elliot began his second week of life at the hospital. He started breathing really fast and it looked a lot like how Chloe was breathing when she went in for RSV so I took a video of his chest and tried to send it to Sean to see if he thought I was overreacting or if it was something we should get him in to the doctor for. My video wouldn't e-mail for some reason so Sean came home from work and we took Elliot to the after-hours kids care. The doctor couldn't figure out what was going on but since Elliot turned gray during his weird breathing episode he didn't want to chance anything so he sent us to Primary Children's Medical Center.

To make a long story short we waited in the ER for 6 hours before they decided to put us into 24-hour observation where his oxygen saturation levels fell overnight so they put him on oxygen. Since the 24-hour observation area is just for observation they moved us up to a room the next morning. Basically from there they did lots of examinations and ran some tests and still couldn't figure it out. It was mostly 3 days of waiting and watching. Finally, after nothing really conclusive, they sent us home with, "Must've been a one time fluke." He's been fine since he's been home and I'd rather it be a fluke than something really wrong with the little man. I did get asked a lot while we were there whether or not I had worked there before because I knew so much terminology and routines at the hospital. Everytime I said, "No, it just comes from being here so much." I will have to say, the more I go the the hospital, the less stressful it becomes. A double edged sword I guess.

Now we are battling with Jillian having a bit of the flu. Can't catch a break, can I? The hardest part of that is keeping her away from her favorite baby brother. But really, who can blame her for wanting to snuggle the little guy?