Suddenly *Not So* Single Journey

Conquering one problem at a time…

Author: thenicknick

We go to the hospital every day.  And we have developed a few rituals during that time.  It has been almost a month.  In fact, as of today, we have earned free parking.  Yeah.  It’s the one perk of having a baby in the NICU for a month.

Our ritual is we head to the NICU.  We wash.  We visit with Kenna.  And then…we grab a soda from the vending machine and usually a king size KitKat and…a rice krispie treat from the cafeteria.

These little rituals keep us sane.  They give us something to look forward to.  S loves his rice krispie treat.  We end up going to the cafeteria and weighing the treats.  We find the one that best resembles the marshmallow brick.  And that is the one that he eats on the way home.

Only lately, the treats have left a little something to be desired.  The last few times, the treats were more like stale rice krispies, greasy krispies, and not so much treat.  The marshmallowy goodness was nowhere to be found.

Well, I had my chance to snuggle with Kenna today.  It was my turn for kangaroo care.  I held her as she cooed.  I held her as she wriggled on my chest.  It was so perfect.  She couldn’t stop speaking to me.  And I loved every minute of it.

While I was snuggling and after S had finished kissing all over both of us, he went to get a drink from the cafeteria.  I didn’t mind.  I was enjoying the quiet time with my girl.

Then he returned.

S: I spoke to the woman in the cafeteria about the rice krispie treats.

I laughed.  This is one of the many reasons I love this man.  When he wants something to change, he fixes it.

S: I asked her what was going on with the rice krispie treats.  I told her we were going to be here for another three months and how they needed to be fixed.

me: Fantastic.  So now that we’ve solved this problem, let’s work on our next challenge.

We had to try to make sure Kenna had consistent care.  Now that she had been through enough nurses, we knew who our favorites were.  We had to find out how to assign her primary care nurses.

So we walked around the NICU and talked to some of our favorite nurses.

me: Do you feel comfortable with Kenna?

one of our choices: Yes.

me: Will you please sign up to be one of her primary care nurses?

Apparently, if we want her to always be with someone we are comfortable with, we have to have many primary care nurses.  This could take a few days, but I’m confident we’ll solve that challenge like we solve all the rest of our challenges…with a little patience and a lot of effort.

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