Living the Dream
By home, we mean just here in Winston, but it’s a cheaper room to stay in! We figured that we are the primary caregivers here at the hospital anyway, and so why not take this show on the road.
Thanks for all the prayers. They worked. Now pray for Benjamin Sr. for when the bill shows up. z:)
Link: Jethro Tull – Locomotive Breath – Listen free at Last.fm
I heard this song on the radio on the way home from the hospital today. I’d have loved to be in the room when a producer sold to the concept of this song to a record label. Here’s how I imagine it going:
“We are going to start the song with a great instrumental-classical piano riff. Then, at the apex of the song, we will throw in an aggressive rock flute solo, that will really bring it home. I think has the potential to be the biggest song recorded by Jethro Tull, with the potential of being played for decades to come on the gritty classic rock stations…”
Just how I see it going down. Perhaps I need a nap.
Little Ben was doing so good there for a while that all we had was good news. But if you’ve been keeping up with the Twitter updates to the right, you know that the last two nights have not been as easy.
It all boils down to the swaddle, if you ask me (which you kinda did by reading my blog). Up to the surgery, every night Benjamin slept all swaddled up, with his arms pinned to his side. Since the surgery we’ve had to lay him on his side to sleep, and it’s impossible to swaddle him, since his arms are what keep him from rolling onto his stomach.
Not being swaddled means two things. Cold hands (which wake him up) and hands/arms that are free to swing around, and make impact with his face (which wakes him up). We remedied the cold hands aspect of things by putting socks on his hands, but we are still unable to figure out a way to keep him from smacking himself in the head in his sleep.
Two nights ago he maxed out at 2 hours of sleep at one time, and needed to be bounced back to sleep about every hour from about 11:30 on. My back still hasn’t forgiven me.
Last night he did better, and just needed someone in there patting him on his little rear every so often to keep him asleep. A two-minute trip into his room was not nearly as taxing on me as an hour-long bouncing session.
Thanks for the prayers. Please continue to lift us up, and pray that God would give us adequate rest. He has been so faithful, even in the midst of this, and I am continually reminded that he never promises ease, but instead promises to be with us always. That’s a better promise!
Also a source for much jubilation and exultation is the fact that Brenda, Jacqueline’s mom is here! Adding a third person to the rotation is life-changing!
Link: How We Can Clean Up A Lot of the Economic Problems
Thanks Dave Ramsey for not participating in the circus that is the news reporting of the economy.
The first laugh out loud!