Well, we're not going home today as we had hoped. They put Henry on supplemental oxygen last night because is saturation kept dipping a little bit. We'll be here until at least tomorrow, and I'm wondering if we even get to go home then. They'll try to wean him off the oxygen today and see how he does. Poor baby has so many freaking tubes hanging off of him. It makes holding him and handling him so much harder. I just want to hold and cuddle my baby without worrying about pulling out an IV or kinking his oxygen line.
It sure stinks to be stunk here watching your baby suffer on Christmas Eve. It just breaks my heart. He makes the saddest faces and cries so sadly. I want to punch in the face whoever he caught this from!
On the bright side, at least we are Catholic. For us, Christmas doesn't end tomorrow; it is just beginning. Here's to hoping we'll be celebrating Henry's good health soon. Merry Christmas everyone.