Happy 2 Week Birthday Baby Boy
Born October 8th, 2009 at 1:38 pm weighing 7 pounds 14 ounces and 22 inches long.
First open heart surgery on October 12th at 4 days old lasting 5 hours.
Went back under anesthesia 2 days later on October 14th to have chest, that was left open to allow for swelling, closed.
Spent the next 8 days on a ventilator. Fighting for his life and slowly healing one day at a time.
On October 20th Paxton was well enough to have his ventilator taken out! A very BIG hurdle jumped! A very glorious day!
October 21st he tries to eat again. This will take some time and practice.
He loves his "pappy" and has from day one.
Today, October 22nd, Paxton is moved to a private room!
And removed of all oxygen helping him breathe. Paxton breathes room air on his own and the only tube left on his face is his n-g (feeding) tube.
He weighs 7 1/2 pounds, has his Daddy's eyes, loves to be swaddled snug as a bug, cannot stand to have a dirty diaper and he will let the world know if he has one, loves his "pappy" that is so big it covers his whole face, adores his Mommy and very literally already has her wrapped around his finger. If I sing to him, he falls into a deep sleep, if I rub his head, he immediatly calms. If I walk away, he cries. If he cries, I do whatever he wants to soothe him. I am wrapped and our little "peanut" (his nickname given to him by his favorite nurse Susan) knows it!
He has been through more needles, pin pricks, scalpels, sutures and blood draws than most of us will endure in a lifetime. Nevermind, that he has to turn around and do it two more times. All of this in 14 days!
Happy, happy 2 week birthday to the strongest, bravest boy I have ever had the pleasure of knowing.
You are our fighter Paxton and man have you fought. We are so proud of you baby boy and we always will be!
First open heart surgery on October 12th at 4 days old lasting 5 hours.
Went back under anesthesia 2 days later on October 14th to have chest, that was left open to allow for swelling, closed.
Spent the next 8 days on a ventilator. Fighting for his life and slowly healing one day at a time.
On October 20th Paxton was well enough to have his ventilator taken out! A very BIG hurdle jumped! A very glorious day!
October 21st he tries to eat again. This will take some time and practice.
He loves his "pappy" and has from day one.
Today, October 22nd, Paxton is moved to a private room!
And removed of all oxygen helping him breathe. Paxton breathes room air on his own and the only tube left on his face is his n-g (feeding) tube.
He weighs 7 1/2 pounds, has his Daddy's eyes, loves to be swaddled snug as a bug, cannot stand to have a dirty diaper and he will let the world know if he has one, loves his "pappy" that is so big it covers his whole face, adores his Mommy and very literally already has her wrapped around his finger. If I sing to him, he falls into a deep sleep, if I rub his head, he immediatly calms. If I walk away, he cries. If he cries, I do whatever he wants to soothe him. I am wrapped and our little "peanut" (his nickname given to him by his favorite nurse Susan) knows it!
He has been through more needles, pin pricks, scalpels, sutures and blood draws than most of us will endure in a lifetime. Nevermind, that he has to turn around and do it two more times. All of this in 14 days!
Happy, happy 2 week birthday to the strongest, bravest boy I have ever had the pleasure of knowing.
You are our fighter Paxton and man have you fought. We are so proud of you baby boy and we always will be!
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