Changing Beds

Part of the move to Boston is moving Eleanor from the NICU with 18 kids in one room into a semi private room with 2 kids in one room. This is great for us because there is no longer limited access to Ellie and we can sit and just be with her without having to visit her. A fine shade of gray, but being able to eat dinner, talk on the phone and watch the Red Sox with her last night was great.

The downside of the semi private room is that without us in the room wih her it appears very lonlely and Abby and I were reluctant to leave her last night since the room was so lonely. Ellie doesn't seem to care one way or the other, but there was jjst no way that we were going to leave her last night. Since Abby is still on the mend from her C-section (a fact that we seem to forget every day), I sent her home to sleep in a bed at her sister's house and I took the first shift on the pull out.

All in all it wasn't that bad. It wasn't good either, but it wasn't bad. The alarms going off in the middle of the night will take some getting used to but once we get used to the fact that Ellie is doing well enough that she lost her heart and breathing monitor wires last night, we should be able to sleep more soundly.

For now, though, I am realizing why parents in the hosptial always look so haggard. In feel sorta like Merle right now, in fact.

I'm sure we will get comfortable enough to both go home at some point but for now we will alternate nights. Unless, of course, Abby needs to sleep again. Then I will take another one for the team.

At least I get to watch the Sox with my girl. Definitely something to be said for that.