Bransen's Week 1 - Part 1:

This was one of the hardest weeks I have ever had to endure.  Lonnie and I not only had to cope emotionally with just having our 3rd child, our 1st boy, and all of his struggles.  But, we also have 2 little ones at home that need us as well.  I have never felt soo torn.  The girls stayed with my parents for the first few nights.  They came up to visit me in the hospital fully expecting to see their new baby brother Bransen.




My parents gave each of us a little stuffed animal when a new sibling was born and said it was from them.  I still have my care bear that they gave me and said it was from Jordan. So I started this tradition from Bransen.  My dad gave Kennadee a big cuddly gorilla when Rylee was born.  They were so excited to be able to come in the room to see Lonnie and I.  Kennadee didn't understand why she couldn't see Bransen and hold him,  Rylee was just happy!

That first night was really hard we went down and spent most of our time with Bransen.  All we could do was hold his little hand though.



It was really hard not to cry every time I looked at our little angel!  He was so tiny and he looked so fragile with all of the tubes and wires hooked to him.

He was on a CPAP to help him breath and a warming cap for his brain.  He was being monitored for everything, his heart, his breathing, his oxygen levels, He was also being tube fed.  His glucose levels where still not under control, at this point, so he was still having little sudden jerks of his whole body.  They said they weren't seizures, but we later found out more than likely they actually were.  He was also needing his blood sugar levels checked ever 30 minutes to an hour, his poor little feet were pin cushions :(   It was also really hard not to see his little face.  The IV in his hand, as you can see, is bigger than his hand.  He kept having to have this moved and re done at least once a day.

All we could do was watch and pray that he would be okay soon.