So, two weeks ago we planned to take Scarlette to her first easter egg hunt with my niece. Only we had to cancel at the last minute because we ended up in Urgent Care that morning.
Then we decided to reschedule and hold our own easter egg hunt for the girls ON Easter Sunday. Except we had to cancel that one too because we ended up in the ER a few nights before.
My baby has preemie lungs, y’all. It happens.
We almost made it an entire year post NICU discharge without an ER visit, which is pretty impressive for a 25 weeker. Still, she hasn’t fully recovered and the last few days have found me with a sweet, sick baby sleeping on my chest.
I put her dress on Easter morning and we took her in to see her Easter basket. In true Scarlette fashion, she went straight for the new Gracious May headband* we got her. And by we, I mean me. Jeff’s like “stop putting huge flowers on her head.” In my defense, I can’t help myself. I’m southern. I can not suppress it. And also, I bought the one labeled “petite” so I was technically taking his input.
Three minutes later she was back in her pajamas and cuddling on his shoulder. I don’t think that baby’s feet have touched the floor in days. Also? She’s had about three bites of applesauce in the same timeframe. That’s how you know my girl doesn’t feel good, by the lack of appetite and sass. This house is normally full. of. sass.
That’s also why there are approximately two photos of Scarlette on Easter. I joined Instagram, by the way. Thank you Android, for finally jumping on that bandwagon.
So we traded easter eggs for a pulse ox, but she’s home and that makes us happy, if not exhausted. It’s been a long two weeks. I’ll be back to my regularly scheduled blogging tomorrow. I hope y’all had a wonderful day of celebration on Easter!