It's Funny How Things Even Out When You Least Expect It

Uhg.

Don't even know where to begin.

Wednesday night was rough, really rough. I spent a lot of it in hysterics in the bathroom, throwing up because I was butting heads with Gidget's nurses over the breastfeeding/bottle/gavage tube thing.

Bottom line out of that mess, whilst I had the backing of not only her attending pediatrician, the neonatologist and her regular pediatrician, as well as a lactation consultant from the hospital AND from Le Leche League, the nurses decided to press their own agenda. Get the milk down her throat on THEIR schedule. Stupid cows!

So finally I asked them all to come into meet with me because I wasn't dealing with it any longer. Yesterday morning we came to a truce of sorts. Due to the fact that she IS a premie and acting like one, we were just going to take our cues from GIDGET, let her decide what she wanted to do and if she wants to sleep, then she sleeps. It's better to let her tube feed because the pressure of everything else was frustrating me and stressing her.

So that was yesterday morning/mid-day.

Then last night, guess who joined the party? Gidget decides she wants the breast and nothing but the breast, so without asking the nurse, I got the breastfeeding scale, weighed her before, fed her and weighed her after and only let the nurses gavage feed her the rest of her regularily scheduled feed. Gidget was awake, cranky for a time and wanted her Mom and mom's milk from the source, period. It was the only thing that calmed her down. So as the night progressed we worked our way up to about 2/3 of her regular 2.75 ounce feeds. 2 feeds in the middle of the night had to be gavage fed because she didn't wake up and I let her sleep.

Then this morning we were back at it again. We had a little trouble latching on, but she did ok and she's content.

Whilst we still have a ways to go, the "light" that all the docs have been telling me would "go on" has indeed burst into brightness.

I'm pretty wiped-out right now and waiting for the washing machine here at the hospital (the chldrens' wing provides that and detergent, pretty nice of them considering their nurses are complete tossers - ok let me vent, I know that not ALL nurses are tossers, and they're "only doing their job"....but when they go against what the neonatologist and attending pediatrician suggest, well then in my book they ARE tossers!) and they're waxing the floors too here in the atrium area and wouldn't ya know it, I decided to put on a pair of socks without the no-skid stuff. Should be an interesting trip back to the room. I could rush in there al la Tom Cruise.

Nawwww, maybe not.