Same for her jaundice. Karissa has pretty much been camped out in a Papasan seat on our coffee table with indirect sunlight from a window splashed on her throughout the day. Yesterday we spent a little over a half-hour outside (Karissa under an umbrella) for a better dose of indirect sun. The doctor called her jaundice a "non-factor" with a quick eyeball test and never inspected further with a magnifying instrument.
Karissa did measure 20 inches, which is an increase of an inch in six days. That makes the fact that she's put on 8 ounces even better.
The doctor (as they are taught to do, I presume) complimented Kathy and I and sung our praises for the baby's health and weight recovery. It was nice of him, but we're not handing ourselves parenting gold medals just yet.
Which brings us to our other child ...
OH YEAH - THERE'S ANOTHER KID
Poor Kole has been a trooper adjusting to this new life. He's been happy and cooperative around Karissa. There's been no instances of hitting her or being rough around here like we thought. However, today was school day for him and some interesting red flags were raised again that may signify that his needs may have taken a backseat in the past couple of weeks.
As the day started - I had graveyard-shift feeding duties, while Kathy slumbered in Ambien-land. I hit feedings at 11:10 last night, then 3:00am then again at 6:00am, right as Kathy was awakening and ready to take over. I caught bits and pieces of maybe three hours of combined sleep, but right after Kathy took over I went into a coma until Kathy woke me up at 8:40, reminding me that Kole had to be at school at 9:00.
I barely remember the car ride over - and took Kole to his class while guzzling coffee like a marathon runner takes Gatorade at the finish line. I came home and that's when we went to the doctor's office.Upon picking Kole up I realized that he wasn't exactly ready for his GQ Kids cover-shoot. His toes were hanging off his sandles and his pants would not stay up around his waist.
Two things caught up with us: some obvious housekeeping items we've been putting off while attention to Karissa's needs have taken forefront; plus - the morning temperature was in the 60s as the Fall approaches, as it was one of the coolest we've seen since maybe April. So we had Kole in jeans that were probably purchased several months ago but never worn because we've been in shorts weather so long and the waist bands hadn't been adjusted accordingly; and the shoes (sandals) we've been pushing until we could go out and buy him some cooler-weather (closed toe) shoes. The combination of unexpectedly-early cool weather and the whole Karissa affairs of the past 2-3 weeks conspired to create one big pathetic and hilarious beyond belief ordeal this morning. On top of all that, the kid has had a recent growth spurt - and that's not an excuse. His frigging toes were not hanging off his shoes two weeks ago! Still ... I mean, it didn't kill him so we're allowed to laugh, aren't we? Kathy up from her Ambien-haze getting him ready, then me like a zombie on less than 4 hours of sleep dragging him up to school - and neither of us noticing was icing on the cake.
I will not be short-changed for making up excuses, and it's the best laugh these sleep-deprived, slap-happy parents have had in a few days.
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