The past few days!

After the news of coming home on oxygen and going through a range of emotions about that, Sunday came as a day of hope! Hope that the trial off of oxygen would show how strong she was and that she was ready to be off of the oxygen! I knew they had taken her off about 9 am, so in Sunday School we prayed for her lungs, for her strength, and for God's will.

Sunday afternoon!
7 hours off of oxygen
Keeping the tabs that hold the tube on the
side of her face, just so she knows
it could come back.
Tough little girl!

A little less than 24 hours later (yesterday morning, Monday the 30th), at 7am I called the hospital to see how she had done off oxygen overnight and what her feeding schedule for the morning was looking like. I was so excited to see her and to wanted to celebrate that she had made it 24 hours without oxygen. The nurse said she would be ready to eat at 7:30 so I jumped out of bed, brushed my teeth, and put a little makeup on. I headed to the hospital hopeful for what the day would bring. We had been told that we would be trained on oxygen at 3:30 pm, room in for the night, and she would come home on Tuesday...but I had a feeling that plan was going to change.

I fed her, we cuddled, had our morning pep talk and I put her back in her bed. The alarm kept going off because her pulse ox was dropping below 92. I would pray and she would bring it back up. This happened 4 times over the course of about 20 minutes. I was a little nervous, wondering what the doctor would say. I decided to head home and get a few things done while she was resting and come back later in the day. I knew the doctor would be calling so I kept my phone by me.

At about 11 am, the doctor called. It was a new doctor as Evelyn had been transfered to the "red team" aka the "go home team!" He said that she was doing great and although her pulse ox was dropping below 92, he wasn't concerned because she was able to bring it back up on her own. However, he felt better keeping her another 24 hours just to be safe. So, we would room in Tuesday night and bring her home Wednesday.

I was pleased that the doctor was cautious, but also a little disappointed. Scott was a little agrivated as he keeps having to change his schedule at work to accomodate the changes. I can understand that, I hate having to change things with my boss.

I headed back to the hospital in the afternoon. The nurse was ready for the "car seat test." So I fed Evelyn and we put her in the car seat. They put them in the car seat for 1 1/2 hours and watch the monitors to see how they do. Some babies struggle more when sitting in that position. The nurse said this was the real test, if she did ok on this then we would not be going home on oxygen, but if she didn't, we would. I was a little nervous, but she looked so darn cute in the car seat. The cuteness made all the nervousness go away!

1 1/2 hours later...
SHE PASSED!
Look at thos long fingers, double chin,
 and that pretty bow!

 Today (Tuesday), I woke up so excited! I hadn't really realized that we would be spending our first night with Evelyn on our 2 year anniversary. I think that is just another blessing! What a special way to celebrate. Now I know, some of you are reading this thinking, celebrate? You will be up half the night...I know, I know! I just can't help but be excited though. We get to become "real parents" tonight! After almost 3 weeks of knowing you are a "mom," but not feeling 100% mom like, I'm super excited!

I can't wait to post tomorrow about our 1st night adventures (although, many have told me I won't be blogging once she comes home...I will find a way!).