So much has happened over the last however long it's been since I've blogged. Let's see, Braden turned 4 and oh yes, Ryan Michael was born! As a matter of fact, he's just about a month old. Time sure is flying already. Braden is so over the moon over his brother--most of the time. It seems he needs a drink, a snack, a hug, a kiss, or wants to play whenever I need to feed Ryan. And that, my friends, is very often.
See, Ryan is to eat every 2 hours per the doctor. Something came back weird on his newborn screen, so we had to take him to Children's in Dallas for more "extensive testing". They had to draw blood from his arm--have you ever seen a blood draw taken from a newborn?--it was so incredibly sad. Then we had to do a urine catch, which was interesting business. We were there 5 hours and thank goodness we had our friend Jennifer watch Braden. I don't think he could have lasted that long.
We are waiting the results from these tests. Through God's mercy I have not obsessed over it. I have more important things to do--kissing two sweet boys.
