For two babies who came into this world so early and face the potential of so many health problems, Colin and Veronica are remarkably healthy. Other than a little cold (thanks to Mom) when Colin first came home from the NICU, they have been untouched by illness — until this weekend, when some sort of stomach bug seems to have come calling.
Colin only seems to have gotten a little touch of the bug — he was crabbier than normal for a day, spit up a couple of times and had a little diarrhea on Saturday overnight into Sunday. By midmorning yesterday, he was back to normal.
(He has completely recovered from surgery. The only sign he had anything done is the bandage, which stubbornly refuses to fall off, and is on so well that I couldn’t find an edge to lift to take it off myself.)
Veronica was a little harder hit and was throwing up more (of course, she sometimes just does that with her reflux) and still having diarrhea up until bedtime last night. But she made it through the night without doing either, so I am hopeful she has made it through the bug as well.
Other than wanting to be held a bit more, and being crabby when the diapers were dirty (and who can blame them — for either one), both Colin and Veronica behaved pretty normally throughout. The biggest problem (for Mom) was that they both wanted to nurse — a lot. I feel like I spent 2/3 of my waking hours yesterday nursing someone (and 4/5 of my night last night — although I can sleep through most of the night nursing).
Oh well, maybe for Valentine’s Day the babies will both sleep through the night.
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