Baby Rex only a few days old!
One of the days Grandma, Kinley, and Paisley came with me to the hospital for a visit with our new baby. All our girls were pretty upset when they found out Rex wouldn't be coming home from the hospital as early as we thought he would be. They were excited each time they were able to come visit their brother throughout the week.
Paisley with Rex
Grandma, other wise known as "new mom" for the week -- she did so great at running my life while I was at the hospital. Each time I would call home the girls and her were doing something fun... making cookies, playing with toys, baking bread, working on "homework time" with Kinley -- it was great to know my girls were being cared for while I was away.
The picture above is of The head NICU nurse, Rex, Me, and Paisley. Throughout the week I was able to talk to people I had recognized in the delivery room with me. I was still confused at what exactly occurred in the delivery room following Rex's arrival. During one of Rex's morning assessments I asked one of his doctors (who I recognized as one of the people crowded around Rex after his birth) what exactly happened. I wondered how they were all able to get there so fast and who had called them down to my room. I also wondered who all those people were. The story he explained after my inquiry of these questions left me both in awe at just how much God is aware of me, my family, baby Rex, and the details of our life. I also had a feeling of gratitude to my Heavenly Father. He was blessing us with things our family didn't even know we needed yet! This doctor said him, the head NICU nurse, the hospital's nursery pediatrician, another NICU nurse, and a medical student just "happened" to be walking past our door at the very second Rex was struggling. They heard the panic in the room from the nurses in there unsuccessfully trying to get Rex to breathe and ran in to help. This doctor then when on to say as the pediatrician and head NICU nurse were fumbling around trying to find the right equipment for the procedures needed this particular doctor just happened to reach into his pocket and pull out an infant stethoscope. He told me "it was a miracle!" -- there was no reason for him to have the stethoscope in his pocket. He didn't know how it got there and hadn't needed it before that moment but, it was precisely what was needed in that moment to assist in the survival of my baby. This was only one detail that occurred in saving Rex's life that morning. I witnessed and heard multiple other details throughout this experience that confirmed to me of God's hand in the details of Rex's birth.
I just can not get over how adorable this little guy is! In the picture below his homemade cast came off and you can see his IV with his hand all taped up.
Before we knew it the week was over and it was time to get this little one loaded up and into the car. Here is my boy at one week old.
This is my first baby born in the winter months of the year. He looks so sweet all snuggled up warm and tight in his car seat.
Kinley with her little brother. Unloading this baby into our home was a great feeling. My mama heart was content knowing all my little ones were where they should be -- together, healthy, home safe, in their mama's arms!