It's a little colder in our room tonight.
We have less of one heart beating... a little one.
We sent Myron in today for a blood test and he was admitted in for photo therapy. We hope one day would be sufficient for him to be well enough to come home.
Today Mommy made three trips to the hospital to express milk for him.
3X 2X3oz is actually not enough to meet his needs, although it's considered a lot, from what the nurses are telling me. Still, they will have to supplement his needs with formula milk.
The last trip we made to the hospital was about 8.30pm. We brought the two boys along to see their baby. Already the whole day today they have missed Mommy and Myron, but they know we are at the hospital. They have understood that Myron needs some treatment at the hospital to make him better.
When we got home, there was a moment when Max asked about Myron and I said he is at the hospital tonight.
Mommy: I miss my baby.
Max: But it's ok. He'll come home soon.
Mommy: But why is it so long*?
Max (smiling and nodding): It's not so long. It's just tomorrow.
After this short snippet, he got huge hugs from Mommy and Daddy for being such a sweety.
This boy knows how to warm your heart.
* Mommy was using this whining line back on Max. He always complains that everything takes too long, i.e. brushing teeth, taking bath, school time = time away from Mommy.