as you can see, we are resting peacefully. Wyatt has been doing well. his pain seems to be managed much better this go around. he was given an epidural and with that, we've had no problems with his oxygen levels (as is often the case when we are in the hospital) and he - and daddy - are getting plenty of rest. mom on the other hand....boy do i get bored. and i'm not a napper. so i twiddle my thumbs, think of all the paperwork piled on my desk, and then go back to surfing the web and reading The Palace of Illusions. i also have become acutely aware of what is going on in the rooms around us. and this is one of the hardest things to see. babies and toddlers with no parents at their bedsides. no one coming to visit. no one (except a few volunteers) holding them while they sleep. of course, i'm not allowed (i asked) or i would be in there in a heart beat. sweet little things. scared and all alone. it makes me thankful for my life, and grateful to have been given the chance to support Wyatt through all of these terrifying procedures and scary new people.
next post will hopefully be from home! thanks for the support everyone!





