We had a great pusling with Molli this morning. It was the first time I’d ever undressed her, and the exasperated way she looked at me while I fumbled with her snaps was priceless. She weighed in at a net 2035, so she’s getting close to her original birthweight.
The visit was longer than we’d anticipated because it included a 45-minute sit-down with Pernille, one of the nurses on Molli’s “team.” This was the parent conference we were supposed to have had a few days ago. The news was all good: Molli needs to grow and to learn how to suckle. There is no other issue. They’re waiving all sorts of tests away because Molli is so obviously not suffering from any of the kinds of things they test for. Her reflexes, reactions, and senses are plainly working beautifully. She hasn’t had a single infection and seems to be beating the incipient jaundice they’d warned about earlier in the week. Pernille even said she thought Molli would catch up developmentally with “normal” babies within the twelve months of her life (physically, psychologically, etc).
The plan, as I understood it, is that Molli will stay in her current room for a couple of weeks, until she’s able to nurse reliably from Trine. Then she moves into “Room 5,” a less “acute” room where she’ll live until she’s able to take all her nourishment from Trine. And then they put us up, the three of us, in a room of our own right down the hall for the last couple of days before we’re sent out on our own.
I can’t stress how positive it all sounded—the evaluation, the charts, the future plans, the very tone of Pernille’s voice. hun er stærk, hun er fint, hun er aktive, hun er så sød, hun har ikke været syg, hun er rask… these are all good things!
It’s easy to forget that Molli still is a very little girl… until you’re with her. Here she is in Trine’s hands:
And here she is beside my own hand:
But the real payoff for you guys today is this adorable video of a hiccup attack. Enjoy! (I’m sure Hannah and Sophie will get a special kick out of their cousin’s hilarious discomfort! I know we did!)
We do have hundreds of pictures now, and I’m obviously not posting all of them, or even all of the best of them, but with your permission I’d like to wait another week or so, then burn CDs for all of you that include EVERY picture (except those which are especially unflattering of Trine or me—yes, yes, I’ve learned) and EVERY video. Then I can just pop them in the mail and you can do what you want with them (I’ve already printed about half a dozen 8x10s and we’ve got them taped up all over the place).
After the long morning visit, which went into afternoon, we went up to Hillerød to pick up the pram. It was a little creepy in that it was almost exactly to the minute the very time at which Trine had called me last week and told me to turn around. That was confusing: I mean, today as we drove by the spot at which Trine called me last week I noticed that it was nearly the same time it had been a week ago. Amazing what a difference a week makes!
(But then, not such a big difference, I suppose: sure, Molli’s out in the world and Trine was in the car with me, but we still ended up getting lost.)
I just love the two pictures – it’s the first time I’ve had a sense of Molli’s true size. Since you take a lot of closeups she looks much bigger. She’s tiny. I think I’d be afraid to hold her even if I could as I’ve never held a baby under 9 lbs.
It’s wonderful to get such splendid reports of her growth and progress and I’m delighted that she’s in a crib and in clothes and will be moving onward and upward to another room in – hopefully – the near future.
You guys are great to keep us so tuned in.
Love, kisses and hugs to all three of you.
Nana Far MOr