“When the road looks rough ahead, remember the Man Upstairs and the word Hope. Hang onto both and tough it out.”- John Wayne

October 20^th: I didn’t have to lay the smackdown today because the speech therapist did that for me today. I got there before 9 and she walked in on time. She talked with me about the bottle and what I need to look at with him and some positions to hold him. When I did the first feeding with Duke today the doctors came for rounds and the doctor, speech therapist and nurse all heard what we are going to do. Speech therapist will work with Duke and I at 9 & 3 on his bottle feeding.

           

            During his 3pm feeding I was a little nervous because Duke woke up at 2 and didn’t go back to sleep until 10 til, and he likes to fall asleep when it is feeding time. Luckily he woke back up. Duke is his mother’s son because he isn’t a fan of strange people touching him. The speech therapist tried to get him to latch onto the bottle by putting her finger under his chin…Duke didn’t like it. Once she let go he started sucking on his own. The speech therapist made a comment that she guessed he didn’t like to be touched and I hide my smile.

            Pop Rock held Duke for the first time today (he was a little apprehensive because he has been so tiny), which he said made him feel, “like a gorilla holding a daisy.” Duke did great with dad he didn’t destat once during his time holding Duke (sorry Grammy you just take his breath away when you hold him).