I told myself I’d never be one of those mothers that engaged people in conversations about her child’s bowel movements. Well, that promise flew out the wiindow.
I’m just going to be writing a lot about poo.
Baby’s poo looks like breast milk poo. (Did I mention if you don’t like reading detailed accounts of poo you might want to find somewhere else to go on the Internet?…sorry).
That means it’s kind of yellow-y and very soft. The first thing to come out of Eli and into his tummy bag was green and tar-like. That was meconium. This new poo is a good sign the meconium’s moved on out, he’s processing food right and his small intestine is in working order. They upped his milk intake from 15 mL to 20 mL every three hours last night at 2 a.m. I fed him a few times yesterday. Poor fella really wants to eat more. He’s getting IV nutrition but his tummy is empty.
He flings his little limbs around and roots from side to side after feedings, going a little wild by baby standards. Then he gets fussy because you took his food away. The point of giving him a little more milk each day is to make sure he’s processing it right rather than dumping it straight into his tummy bag. He’ll need to get all his calories from breast milk before he can come home.
In other news, more babies came into the NICU, causing a little room shuffle. Eli changed rooms and has a new roomie, Tucker. I talked to Tucker’s grandma, April, to make sure it was OK to say something about him. She said she didn’t mind at all.
Tucker was born with his intestines outside of his body, a condition called gastroschisis. He has been at Children’s since Oct. 29 and has been doing really well. Surgeons actually hung his intestines in a bag above him and squeezed them back into his body over time. Grandma showed me a picture. It’s pretty sci fi. He finally started eating milk, but surgeons discovered another problem in the last few days. He needs surgery this morning to correct an esophageal hernia. I wanted to post something so people would know about Tucker and send their prayers/good thoughts his way. His family thought they’d have him home by Christmas, but now, another procedure.
Anecdotally, I heard the pediatric gut surgeons in Oklahoma City see more cases of gastroschisis a year than most do in a lifetime. I have no way to verify this, but it struck me as more than a little alarming.
Little Tucker is sooooo cute and sweet. I might ask Grandma if I can take his pic once he’s feeling better. Good luck buddy!