A little TOO active

My silly baby has been so squirmy and wiggly this last week, he's burning off everything he's eating and not packing on weight like he should be. He pulls at all his tubes and even his ears if he's really bored. He pulls his ears so hard, then gets upset because it hurts, without realizing he's the one causing the pain. He's also decided that he wants to try to crawl and roll over. When he's on his belly he'll plant his feet and stick his bum way up in the air, or he'll scoot his body forward in a pseudo army crawl. It's difficult to get him to relax and stay calm. He frequently gets swaddled up to curb his activity, but sometimes that just makes it worse as he tries to fight his way out of his blanket.

Though his weight isn't going up much, he is still growing size wise. He's just really skinny still. Today he graduated to a bigger diaper and pacifier. He's developing as he should be, and is incredibly strong. The docs have added protein powder to his feeds, and are bumping up the calories in the fortification they add to his milk. I hope it works! We need him to gain about 750 more grams to get to 1800 grams (4 lbs) so he can hopefully graduate to an open bed. They want him to gain 30-60 grams (1-2 ounces) per day so if he starts gaining like he should, that could be in 2-4 weeks.

He has a new neonatologist today (the staff is always rotating since it's a university setting) and they've ordered an ultrasound on his heart to check out his murmur. He hasn't had any symptoms, but they just want to be sure. We should have those results by morning.

Other than that, my family is slowly going crazy. I can't wait for this to be over so things can be more normal! I'm exhausted and just want to sleep for a few days but can't. My house is a mess and my to-do list is long. Luckily so many people are bringing us dinners or we'd have hot dogs every night. Probably cold ones even. Ick! Marcel has been acting up in class and I got a phone call from his teacher today because of it. Sascha has been making up stories about dreams she's having, because she can't express herself in other ways. Even the dog is having problems. He stopped eating because he chewed up and swallowed a rubber toy, then ripped off a toenail which required a trip to the vet as if I don't already spend enough of my day with doctors! John is the one holding us all together, but with work, school, 2 hours of commuting, and visits to the hospital, he's already busy enough as it is. We know this is just temporary, but sometimes it just doesn't feel like it. Boooooooo!

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