Grace decided to mark being 3 weeks old with a trip to the ER on Friday night. She was a bit congested and her breathing just didn’t sound normal. The ER pediatrician from CHOP checked her out and said that her breathing was fine and that she just breathes like a premie rather than a full term baby. Regardless the whole situation was scary and I’m still anxious about it.
Grace went back for a weight check earlier in the week and reached her birth weight. When we went to the ER she had gained a few more ounces. She is awake more often and much more alert than just a week ago.
I know I’ve said it before but I keep being amazed by how different things are this time around. Grace is such a different baby than Jackson and I’m a different mom than I was then. I’m not so worried about doing everything right and I have so much more confidence. Grace and I had our first outing last week to Starbucks, which is a trip I never would have attempted when Jack was 3 weeks old.
Jackson is warming up to his big brother role. At first he was intimidated by how small she was but now he’s much more comfortable and he loves to give her kisses and rub her cheeks. Having two kids is harder than having one, but I’m loving it so very much. My heart feels full and happy and content. And while it’s only been 3 weeks I find it hard to imagine that there was a world without Grace. All those months of wondering about this baby and questioning how much our lives would change, and now that we are here those worries have been shoved aside.