A note from mommy

I have decided to give our worn-out daddy the night off from blogging. He's worked so hard to keep everyone up to date AND take care of two high-maintenance gals, I think he deserves it.

We had a big day today. They finally released me from the hospital - knowing full well that I'll still be there every day to share time with Myla. Everything checked out good for me, so now its just resting to get back up to speed.

Before we left, the wonderful NICU nurses called to let us know that our little girl had opened her eyes. We rushed down there as fast as we could to see her little blue eyes gazing up at us. She was rustling and moving and blinking... it brought a huge smile to my face. To watch her little personality all glowing there in her eyes...

And so I sign off, the goal to be a somewhat restful night sleep. Sweet dreams of baby blue eyes here I come.

Who knew!?

The feedback on our little blog is amazing! We are flattered and very happy that it is being viewed and enjoyed by so many close to our families. The best I can do with this posting is maybe sum up the day and let the promised pictures be the highlight. (keep scrolling until you see photos ;o)

Little mommy had a huge day! She lost all her IV's, oxygen and even strolled down the corridors behind her wheelchair to see her little one and to top it all off, a well deserved shower to help her sleep...what a day!

We changed rooms and areas of the hospital so now we're closer to the NICU and our little munchkin. Who, by the way, is doing well too. She sleeps, but we caught her trying to escape her little sauna, moving her leg straight up and pushing her foot on the plastic top. She responded well to the trophic feeding too which is a big deal, so every day it's something good.

Come Monday it's back to work for me so I don't know how much blogging I'll get to do but maybe it's Kara's turn to tell it from her point of view and I'll throw something in there when I can. Thank you all for your support, love, prayers, tears and smiles. We really needed it this whole week. Kudos.

The second day is the roughest...

Everything went off without a hitch, however no good thing is without it's little hiccups, setbacks, or whatever you choose to call it. Considering the abrupt change in plans from Monday and all the accompanying emotional ride, today Kara and Myla had physical difficulties on top of emotional ones which even had a small toll on myself now that I've had time to sit back and evaluate things.


Don't take the tone as defeated but perhaps reflective and analytical because all in all it was a good day. Kara was kept on the IV drips longer than expected and couldn't go see her little girl and just had a hard time from after the surgery which didn't help emotionally and resulted in some meltdowns but at the end of the day there was calm and clarity.

Now, about my super little girl! She started off with a bang and impressed everyone with her reslove to breathe and function on her own and today was no different, although the afternoon she had regressed slightly in her lung function by the evening she was making even bigger strides to breathe completely unassisted and made us all very proud. It may be 4 or 5 more days before she can put on some weight and really digest milk but she'll get better everyday.

I'm actually exhausted right now. The high I experienced by becoming a dad to such an amazing little being still burns in my heart eventhough my head and the rest of me wants to rest, and I will give in and sleep so I can be a great dad tomorrow as early as I may need to be. Love you Myla!

Myla the miracle baby!

On this day, october 24th 2007 at 6:05 PM MST, Myla K. was delivered by c-section into the very capable hands of the neonatal staff at our hospital (smc). She weighs One Pound, six ounces, measures 12 1/4" long. Not much longer than a "Rockies Dog." Both mom and baby are doing great, getting excellent care and much needed rest. Myla should be off the ventilator tomorrow or at least they should be able to take out the breathing tube and then start feeding in a few days but until then she'll get protiens and calories and fat through the line in her belly button. She is able to grasp at my finger with her whole hand, she is absolutely beautiful!

Kara is recovering and should be able to see her baby tomorrow as well and start moving around more to keep from getting stiff and sore at the abdomen. But she is more excited about being able to finally drink some water and eat some food for the first time in a while.

More to come soon, including pictures and maybe even video if I can figure out how to post all that kind of stuff, with Kara's help of course. ;o)

And so it begins...

Here we are at the hospital awaiting our little girl to come out and play, of whom there will be pictures soon. Picture this, myself playing doctor, so to speak, using their little rolly chairs as my perch within breathing distance along side Kara's hospital bed. To my back the IV pumping machines click and buzz lightly as they dispense much needed fluids through their long, transparent tubes, layering over, an air pump roils and hisses, pumping and releasing air to and from pressure sleeves. Kara, looking akinly to The Borg from Star Trek Next Generation, with tubes, monitoring devices and their accompanying cords laced over and hanging from her extremities and yet she still looks great, but the most comforting sound heard over all things, Myla's super strong heart beating as if a locamotive with something to accomplish. This little train is probly the only reason Kara was able to sleep at night.