Its’s been an eventful week. So much joy + so much love in my heart. Topped with a heaping dose of exhaustion. We went home Wednesday + the kids were completely smitten with little sis. Yesterday morning they all climbed into our bed to see her + give her morning kisses. It was by far one of the more endearing moments as a mom. The day was quite typical, feeding, changing, snuggles + a little bloodwork. Turns out our little babe’s bilirubin was climbing. It’s something all four of my kids faced, but Layla girl came to remind us to trust. And Doc didn’t want to take any chances so he decided to readmit her into the hospital. Oy vey. A mommas whirlwind of anxiety swept in. I cried the second we walked into her pediatric room + I saw her bed. For the next 12 hours she received light therapy, a common early intervention to jaundice. And she was quite the champ. Total boss under the lights. Other than when they put on her eye mask, that pissed her off just a bit. But it was nothing a little whisper from mommy couldn’t fix. I sang her our song + she calmed (fortunately so did I). The thing is life is unpredictable + we never know when we are going to be tested. We just have to recognize that we get to choose how we see every situation presented to us. Perspective can shift with a small willingness to find the silver linings. And that’s how we learn to enjoy the journey.
Good news is — light therapy worked. 🙏🏻✨
Her billi is heading in the downward direction. And I trust our girl is going to keep on surprising us. 💕