My baby Beckett - the toughest guy I know
Beckett spent Saturday and Sunday on oxygen. I was able to go and see him on Saturday for a Kangaroo therapy. Skin to skin contact with the mother is healing and calming for the babies. I was able to hold him to me. The most amazing miracle 
happens. While I was holding him, all his numbers are perfect. His breathing rate slowed and was in the normal range, he didn't require oxygen and his heart rate was perfect. Everytime I would rub his little back, he would sigh and the breathing would slow to a relaxed number. I have truly never felt anything in my life that compares to the feeling of helping my little man get better. I would have stayed there all day every day if the doctor's would have let me. I did that again on Sunday. On Monday, the took him off the oxygen and let him breathe room air. He did awesome. On Monday afternoon, I came down and they let me try and feed him. The doctor came in and told us not to get our hopes up. That he probably wouldn't be able to and he may just be able to hold it in his mouth and that would be the best we could hope for. She said that only 2% of babies at this point in his condition would be able to feed this early. After she left to get the NICU lactation consultant, Justin grabbed his little hand and we prayed that he would be in that 2% and that he would show these doctors wrong and how tough he is. The consultant sat down with us and we put him on to feed.. and he latched right on! He fed for 8 minutes of sucking. He didn't require additional tube feeds. The doctor came in an said she was amazed! She said that we could try back to back feedings to see how he tolerated. What an answer to prayer. Its powerful how God can show you He is in control and taking care of my little boy. That same afternoon he did a great job on back to back feedings. 
I went down and fed again and took Eli for a visit. It was the first time they had been together since delivery. It was so sweet to see my little boys together. How different they are. The doctor came in and said that he was doing so well that they were moving him to well baby nursery so he could observed. We told her that the doctor was sending me home on Wednesday and asked about Beckett coming home. She said "that would be overly optimistic" at this point and she felt he would need to stay through the weekend. On Tuesday morning, we went down to visit Beckett and took Eli with us. I was able to feed him. The only thing that was keeping him from being ready to go home was learning to bottle feed. I asked the nurse to go ahead and start bottle feeding so he could get his feeding tube removed. She said the doctor okayed that but again the doctor came by to tell us "not to expect much" that this will be a slow process and he may fail. We this time 
had our first family prayer time. Justin and I held Eli and Beckett together and we prayed over Beckett that he would continue to excel and fight to come home with us and just asked the Lord to give him the strength to pass his final test. That afternoon I went down and the little guy had all his tubes removed and looked great. He had 2 bottle feedings and passed with flying colors. The doctor came by and said that he was "the exception to every rule" and she felt he could go home on Wednesday! We both were excited but didn't want to get our hopes and expectations up. When we got back to our room to settle in for the night, our phone rang. It was the NICU.. change of plans. They were sending Beckett up to our room to stay with us until we went home on Wednesday! I cried and cried and shortly 
after then rolled my little guy into our room. I spent Tuesday night for the first time with both of my baby boys. I felt the presence of God so strongly in the whole situation. I was so torn between taking care of myself, my Eli, and also my Beckett in the NICU but the only thing that held it together was knowing that God was watching over my little boy downstairs and He was developing him and growing him strong so that he could be with his family. He is a miracle and we know why he is the exception to every rule.
happens. While I was holding him, all his numbers are perfect. His breathing rate slowed and was in the normal range, he didn't require oxygen and his heart rate was perfect. Everytime I would rub his little back, he would sigh and the breathing would slow to a relaxed number. I have truly never felt anything in my life that compares to the feeling of helping my little man get better. I would have stayed there all day every day if the doctor's would have let me. I did that again on Sunday. On Monday, the took him off the oxygen and let him breathe room air. He did awesome. On Monday afternoon, I came down and they let me try and feed him. The doctor came in and told us not to get our hopes up. That he probably wouldn't be able to and he may just be able to hold it in his mouth and that would be the best we could hope for. She said that only 2% of babies at this point in his condition would be able to feed this early. After she left to get the NICU lactation consultant, Justin grabbed his little hand and we prayed that he would be in that 2% and that he would show these doctors wrong and how tough he is. The consultant sat down with us and we put him on to feed.. and he latched right on! He fed for 8 minutes of sucking. He didn't require additional tube feeds. The doctor came in an said she was amazed! She said that we could try back to back feedings to see how he tolerated. What an answer to prayer. Its powerful how God can show you He is in control and taking care of my little boy. That same afternoon he did a great job on back to back feedings. I went down and fed again and took Eli for a visit. It was the first time they had been together since delivery. It was so sweet to see my little boys together. How different they are. The doctor came in and said that he was doing so well that they were moving him to well baby nursery so he could observed. We told her that the doctor was sending me home on Wednesday and asked about Beckett coming home. She said "that would be overly optimistic" at this point and she felt he would need to stay through the weekend. On Tuesday morning, we went down to visit Beckett and took Eli with us. I was able to feed him. The only thing that was keeping him from being ready to go home was learning to bottle feed. I asked the nurse to go ahead and start bottle feeding so he could get his feeding tube removed. She said the doctor okayed that but again the doctor came by to tell us "not to expect much" that this will be a slow process and he may fail. We this time had our first family prayer time. Justin and I held Eli and Beckett together and we prayed over Beckett that he would continue to excel and fight to come home with us and just asked the Lord to give him the strength to pass his final test. That afternoon I went down and the little guy had all his tubes removed and looked great. He had 2 bottle feedings and passed with flying colors. The doctor came by and said that he was "the exception to every rule" and she felt he could go home on Wednesday! We both were excited but didn't want to get our hopes and expectations up. When we got back to our room to settle in for the night, our phone rang. It was the NICU.. change of plans. They were sending Beckett up to our room to stay with us until we went home on Wednesday! I cried and cried and shortly after then rolled my little guy into our room. I spent Tuesday night for the first time with both of my baby boys. I felt the presence of God so strongly in the whole situation. I was so torn between taking care of myself, my Eli, and also my Beckett in the NICU but the only thing that held it together was knowing that God was watching over my little boy downstairs and He was developing him and growing him strong so that he could be with his family. He is a miracle and we know why he is the exception to every rule.