Today was a tough one emotionally for me. I think all the things that happened in the last week and the reality that our little one is having open heart surgery on Thursday hit me really hard. He is such a perfect little angel, it breaks my heart to think that his little heart is imperfect. He looks like I could just grab him and run out of there with him and he'd be fine. Even though I was a mess, Travis actually had a really good day. He tried to open his eyes to see us this morning when we got there but he is so swollen that he only got one eye open. He knows our voices and responds with tiny little movements. He looks so peaceful sleeping all day. He loves to sleep with his arms up by his face (like mommy!). His lungs are working so well that they are thinking of taking his respirator out for a few days (until surgery). He keeps trying to breath over it. That is a really good thing! We read him a few stories today and held hands quite a bit. I love holding his little toes. Daddy likes to hold his hand. He has a little half mohawk now because of the PIC line IV they had to put in his head (they tried to get it into a arm or leg but no luck). It looks really bad but Travis doesn't seem to mind. Daddy got the honor of changing a diaper today (no poopy ones though!). We tried hard to get a little family picture but the lighting is really bad in there and half the time you can't see Travis in the pictures. We'll try again. And one last thing...he has MY ears. Yay, proof that he is part mine!
Heading to bed now...we have a meeting with the surgeon and doctors tomorrow to review the plan for Thursday.