another hill to climb...

Last week I got a call from Ezra's pediatrician: his newborn screen came back with an abnormal genetic result. They think he might be a carrier of Cystic Fibrosis. We have to get a sweat test done and meet with a geneticist. I love my baby but goodness he's caused a lot of worry in his two weeks of life!
It's hard to believe he's only two weeks old-it seems as though he's been my baby forever, just like his brother. While I can remember my life before kids, I don't generally long for it-although the amount of sleep I got was wonderful.

Victory dance

He's no longer yellow! Ezra came home with jaundice and it had been steadily worsening-hard for me because my first was so healthy. When they told me the Percocet I was taking for my c-section pain could be exacerbating his jaundice woes, I wanted to kick myself-poor baby! They did his fifth and final bilirubin stick today though and said he's getting better, so I can breath easy now.