Levi got a good report last night with his bilirubin count being at 12, so the doctor said he could go home. But this morning when he was tested again, it was up to 15. The doctor wants to start treatment if the count gets to 20, so we want to work hard to keep it from rising too fast. The more he will eat, the more he can move through his system and out the other end. So I need to be diligent in remembering his feedings. I feel a little bad, because last night we both slept right through one of his feedings. He slept for six hours straight before I woke up and realized he needed to eat. Even then I had to wake him up, so he probably would have slept even longer. While it was a blessing to be able to sleep, it probably didn’t help his bilirubin count this morning. Maybe tonight I’ll set an alarm.  What a funny thing for the mother of a newborn to say! “Oh dear, I’m getting too much sleep!”

Our weather forecast here in the Midwestern USA is a snowstorm that is supposed to bring about 5-6 inches over night. I know that’s not really “huge”, but it will likely bring things to a stop tomorrow for a bit. I sure do like snow, so I’m not sorry that it’s coming. But it probably means we won’t take Levi for another blood test in the morning. We’ll see what actually happens. We all know that weather forecasts don’t always come true.

That’s about all that’s happening around here these days. I’m spending many hours in my favorite chair, and only getting up when it’s unavoidable. It’s a very strange feeling.