One more day... thank the Lord! Gunnar weighed in at 10 pounds last night... seriously?! Who comes to the hospital and gains weight? He was a naughty boy, again, last night. As soon as we left (9:45ish) he demanded a snack, which totaled 7oz. of milk! The nurse kept trying to get him to sleep in his crib, but he insisted on being held. They finally compromised an hour later and he got to chill out in the swing where he slept from 12- 5am! I hope he keeps that up when we get home- I'd love to have 5 hours in a row of sleep!
Gunnar has now ripped out 5 IVs. He screams bloody murder every time they poke him somewhere else, and I always leave because I can't stand it. Kris actually got to help yesterday... nothing he didn't do in Iraq... Thank God I wasn't there!
Kris convinced me yesterday to finally leave the hospital and do something nice for myself. I broke down and got my hair done. I hate spending $100+ on myself, but I feel alot better. I haven't had a haircut since Christmas, so I was definitely due.
Mom, Ava, Blaine, and Shirley are on their way down from Beulah. We got a gift certificate to a fancy brunch from Ramkota Inn since we're staying at the Ronald McDonald House, which I hope to be eating shortly. If all goes well, we might even have an Easter Egg Hunt with Kris' brother Andy and his kids in the park.
Happy Easter to everyone- thanks for your continued prayers and well wishes! Even though I couldn't respond to everyone, it made a huge difference to leave the hospital and find words of encouragement.
Love,
Aimee, Kris, Ava and the Gunny Bunny
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