I got up early to make sure I was packed and ready to go. I had to wash and dry some clothes also. AND I wanted to get some things done for Chelle’s Creations so I’d have something to do all the way down in the car. I barely made it. But I had a few extras in my suitcase and while I shouldn’t need to re-wash my hair, I put enough stuff in to be able to get ready from scratch.
I was cruising along extracting stitches – LOVE how they are turning out—when I got a call from Kathy, the founder of A Act of Love (the adoption agency). Turns out the family that Cori picked, changed their mind about the baby, did we want it? Dave and 2 other agency people were on the line. Dave had been talking to them for a while when I they called me. He said from the time they called he’d been bawling like a baby. They explained that the baby had pneumonia and was still in the hospital on antibiotics—7 days—but we could go see him as soon as we wanted.
We were in Bountiful. So Mom and Dad took a detour and dropped me at the front entrance to SLC regional medical center. I carted my luggage through the hallways to the nursery window. I could only see a little girl inside. But half of the blinds were closed. As I paced the hallway, I wondered where he could be. Across the room (if I peeked in the little window in the door) I could see a tiny bundle wiggling from time to time.
Finally (it was probably 3 minutes) a guy asked me if I was Rachelle. (it was Kathy’s husband). A few minutes later I was supposed to hand the nursery nurse my driver’s license. I was so nervous I dropped my phone and nearly dropped my wallet. I was not shaking so much as just weak. We visited for what seemed like forever, before I got to wander over to his bed.
When I first saw his soft little head, the overwhelming thought was “he’s so tiny!”
He’s adorable. He has a little bit of brown, almost frosted hair—just like Marky and Emily. He has Natalie’s nose. And our family’s chin. Everyone comments on how much he looks like us. LOL! He’d just been fed, but I got to just sit in the rocking chair and hold him.
The agency ladies took a picture of us and texted it to Cori and her Mom. Cori’s mom was way excited! She said “now that looks like a real mom.” Apparently Cori had been very upset about leaving her baby with no parents (she knew the others had changed their minds) Once Cori got off the plane and saw the pics, her Mom texted again “Cori is very happy and that is what matters most.” “Tell that Mom and Dad how grateful we are.” We had her text back how eternally grateful we are for that wonderful gift they gave us.
I fed Jacob once before Dave and the kids arrived. He got the hiccups in the middle and had his eyes wide open for quite a while. When I would get close to him talking to him, he’d turn to me and open his eyes. I think he might be learning my voice.
They put the crib together before they came. LOL! I didn’t think they’d get in. There are signs everywhere that say no one under 14 admitted inside the hospital. But there they were pressing their noses to the glass. After introducing Jacob to his daddy, I went out with the kids for a while. Then Dave took them to dinner (and brought me back some) while I fed Jacob again. We all went out in the hall to eat dinner together. Then Dave and I went in to tell Jacob goodnight—well, he was telling him goodnight, I was staying. Then they nurse surprised us all and let the girls come in. They each got to hold him for about 2 minutes. They were thrilled! It was very neat. The nurses had watched how they cared for Marky in the hallway and waited for us. They were rewarded accordingly. Also the nurse made a cot for me in an empty teaching room so I had a place to sleep.
Before the 9pm feeding, we gave Jacob a bath. He has an IV, so we couldn’t get that leg wet. The nurse held that leg out of the water while I bathed him. He screamed through the whole thing. Part of the purpose of the bath was that he has a VERY sore bottom from the medicines. So we wanted to soak it. He was so upset, that we fed him in the tub to help him calm down. He sucks so hard for the first minute or so, almost forgetting to swallow. Then he calms right down. It’s a little hard to get the last half of the formula in him. He isn’t an easy burper, it takes some time, but he does have big burps. We put him under the warmer, and put jammies on him, then fed him the other half of the bottle. Then once he was settled. (He’s always asleep when he finishes eating.) I went off to bed.
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