Ok, so maybe I'm biased, BUT...he did win the Math award at his awards day today. ONLY 1 child in the class gets that and it was Travis! Wow was he proud of it too. Last trimester, he was awarded the Citizenship Award, and that one is voted on by his peers. How proud am I of him?!
Travis was EXTREMELY proud of his award. However, what he was even MORE proud of, is that Jay went to the awards day and took Riley. Travis proudly showed Riley off to his teachers and friends.
Wow. Life seems so normal. I get asked all the time about riley, and truthfully, it takes me a moment to realize that he isn't "normal" when I talk about him. His ostomy is just a part of who he is. He will have it for quite some time now, and we are so used to it. I mean, we have only known him for 10 days without an ostomy. I really can't imagine what life will be like when he no longer has it. Even Travis is well-versed in ostomy and ostomy care. It's comical to hear him talk about it. It wasn't comical at 5am one morning this week when it leaked however. but that was the first leak we've had since he was discharged so no real complaining. Of course, he laid on the changing table giggling up a storm at his groggy/half asleep mommy trying to get him cleaned up and a new ostomy bag on a very wiggly/very awake baby!!
For the most part, he sleeps through the night. He goes to bed somewhere between 10 and 11pm and sleeps to somewhere between 6 and 7:30am for the most part. There are some days that isn't the case and he will wake up at 4:30am starving but that has only been once or twice. Of course he could wake up every hour and I would still just be so grateful that I can feed him snuggled up in bed, versus him being in the hospital.
And as far as all the time in the hospital goes...we saw a lady the day Riley was discharged who told us that we would forget all about our time in the NICU. And while we certainly have not forgotten our long and terrifying journey, it truly has a dream like aspect to it now. We were just talking earlier this evening that it seems like that was all just a dream and it didn't really happen. When I talk to people about our experiences, the entire time, I am thinking in the back of my mind "wow, that was real?". But all I have to do is see or hear a helicopter to be reminded. Or, like yesterday, see a baby being loaded up in an ambulance, to feel like I'm in the twilight zone again. Hopefully those reactions will fade with time, but for now, they are still pretty strong.
Jay had his first week home since being laid off this week. I think the first couple of days were rough on him, trying to get into a routine of taking care of Riley and getting stuff done around the house as well (such as take a shower). NO....I have not left him lists (yet). :o)