Moving right along...

I've been wanting to write this post but every time I go to to so, something changes and I give up, I think I have about a dozen drafts. So where to start...first thank you for all your prayers and thoughtful words. Second we are doing great...now. After I wrote the first post, we had a few setbacks, they tried to take Abby off the ventilator but she wasn't having it and after walking in and seeing how hard my little girl was breathing, I wasn't having it either! They reintubated

( breathing tube inserted) her and told us they would try again in a few days, two days later they told us that her chest xray showed a "cyst", a pocket of fluid in her lung and they were going to "watch it". These are all hard words to hear when you want your little girl to be the one that "flys" though everything. The next day I started having back/flank pain and went to the ER thinking (hoping) that I just pulled a muscle. This pain was aweful, the C-section was nothing, I took motrin twice, but this pain was doing me in....after a CT scan was done, I heard the doctors talking about me outside the room, how the nurse needed to put me on the monitor and I looked at my husband and knew it wasn't good. Diagnois: bilateral pulmonary Embolus, yeah, my OB told me that she had only seen this once before in 11 years and I could tell in her voice that the other mother didn't have the same outcome. I went to the ICU for 3 days and was scared to death. But the morning after I was admitted the NICU nurse and doctor came to see me and brought me a picture of Abby to put up in my room ( but hubby had already taken care of that) and told me that the "cyst" was gone. There is a song that I've grown up singing at church that goes a little like this..."I just want to shout thank you Jesus...."I have sang that song almost everyday, it's funny what comes to you at different moments in life. Here I am lying the in the ICU and my 1 lb. baby girl one floor below me in her own ICU, and we had so much to be thankful for.
I went home 5 days later, with a Rx for high blood pressure medication and a blood thinner called Coumadin, CVS must have thought it was for my 80 year old grandmother...hehe
AND
2 days later Abby was off the ventilator and on nasal cannula and 2 days after that she is breathing on her own and taking the max amount of feeding that she is able to. We went from 3cc every 6 hour to 24cc every 4 hour in a week. She had her first eye exam today and they told us that it was "perfect", which I find crazy, considering one nurse had told us a few weeks ago to be prepared, most premiees fail the first test. She is now 2lbs 3oz.
We still have a long rode ahead of us but as of this hour ...we are VERY good.
Please keep us in your prayers.

And I promise to post more often and share lots of pictures!

On the day that they took Abby off the ventilator, we walked in to see her in this cute gingham dress.
Here she is off the oxygen, I was trying to catch her smile but I kept missing her.

"A new baby is like the beginning of all things, hope, a dream of possibilities."