It’s curious to note some of the things that I have come to love in the past twenty days, like, for example, the smell of plastic tubes. I have never ever liked the smell of plastic, or at least I have never considered whether or not I like it.
The ICN/March of Dimes provided us with a welcome bag when David was first admitted into the nursery. In this bag we found another bag filled with two itty bitty flannel blankets called “lovies.” I always have a lovie with me and David always has a lovie with him. We trade lovies each day. The purpose of the lovies is to provide David with my scent in his incubator, which helps to comfort him.
The thing about these lovies is that, when I take his out and trade it with mine, his always smells so unmistakably of plastic. His whole incubator smells of plastic. On the inside, it’s just David, his blankets and his tubes. And although I don’t want to know my son by the smell of plastic, in a strange way, I actually find it deeply comforting. The smell is so strong and so particular, and so him (at least for right now), that I can’t help but feel attached to it.
David is still, as they say, “swinging.” For the past week they have tried to wean him down on his ventilator settings, but his oxygen needs continue to swing from high to low. Today he is steady. Yesterday he was not. Tomorrow, who knows. It’s up to him. This is just how it goes, and how it will continue to go. Overall, though, he looks healthy, he’s squirmy, he opens his eyes a lot more and he’s growing. He’s 2lbs 12oz!
Today is World Prematurity Day. You probably didn’t know this and I only know this because the March of Dimes organization is hosting a lunch and chat session here at the ICN. They’ve provided goodies and blankets for all the babies in the nursery, food and information for the parents, and a string of ICN graduate handprints to help us all remember that there will be life after this.
Kangaroo care with Mom tonight. We’ll probably read him “Katy and the Big Snow” since he knows “Mike Mulligan and His Steam Shovel” by heart already.
J & G & D