J&M got Maui'd!

Elsy has a chronic case of the hiccups. I think she got it from me. We adults might find it cute hearing little hiccuping sounds coming from such a tiny creature, but I am sure that she is starting to find it a little tiring, having to endure these body shaking events for many minutes, interrupting things like eating (hic-gulps), couching (hic-coughs), burping (hic-urps), or just trying to sleep (hiccups). You'll get over it kid - and it is cute.

We were informed to go for a "Billy Ruben" test a couple of weeks ago because Elsy was looking a bit yellow and was losing weight. I had no idea who this "Billy Ruben" person was or how it was related to jaundice, but after getting the test results back (which were negative - quiet healthy actually), I discovered that they were testing for bilirubin . Huh, it is actually a thing. (Not a person.)

Some things that we talk about when dealing with the baby would sound so terrible taken out of context. I try not to laugh whenever I catch myself or someone else saying some of these things out loud. Most of these comments come when feeding or dealing with diapers, Regarding feeding for the first time: "We need to teach her how to suck and swallow." When feeding her by finger with a tube: "Get her to open her mouth, then stick it in there and get her to suck." When trying to clean her after a bowel movement: "Spread those legs wide apart. That's a good girl. Oh, I know you don't like it, but it will be over soon and you will feel a lot better afterwards." The list can only grow! I'm a terrible father!

I told her this morning when she woke up: "This is not the womb you're looking for. "

Welcome to the REAL world.