It's been a busy day so far, so we haven't had time to post. We visited Cooper this morning around 9. Adrienne told us that another nurse, Sarah, had gotten Cooper to take 80mL. We were all shocked. His blood sugar has been pretty good all day, and he has continued to take a full 2oz bottle on average at his feedings.
The rangers over at the lodge required us to be out of our room at noon, so we decided to let the grandparents visit with Coop while Savannah helped us load everything out to the car. At least, that was the plan. I was starting to load out when they arrived. (Did I mention that we didn't have any place to go at that time? I'll get to that.) I saw my mom and Kel's dad coming around the corner. When Savannah saw me, I was hoping for a big grin and a big hug. Instead, I saw that she was covered with vomit. Great.
We think she was dressed too warmly and got car sick, but we couldn't take any chances. We put one of Kelli's clean shirts on her and told her she had to go home. We were afraid to touch her too much. She started bawling. I hated to break her heart like that, but with so many preemies over here in the NICU, we had to be cautious. The last time we checked in, she was doing fine.
We got moved into a family room in the NICU around 2 this afternoon. Before I moved the car and loaded in all of our stuff, Kelli lay down on the bed, I on the sofa and Cooper in his crib, and we all took a nap. It was a wonderful moment. I just fed Coop a few minutes ago -- while watching the Seahawks game, I might add. Now he's asleep on his mommy's chest. The new plan is for all of us to go home on Tuesday. So, we'll be here for two more nights. The only thing that could delay us is a spike in Cooper's sodium levels that showed up on his last blood work. The doc is hoping it's a bad reading. We'll know soon.
