This room stinks

Emma is stinking up her room. We keep telling her it's not ladylike, but I don't think she can help it. She's still pretty gassy, and today has been somewhat painful for her but not the worst day she's had. The last two days have been pretty mundane, with the exception of all the crying.

Emma's still eating from her bottle ok, but she's also still choking on her saliva. The formula is too thick for her to actually choke on it when we're feeding her, so she saves those harrowing moments for when we're not expecting it. We're going to keep an eye on her for the next few days and then consider going home. We're just taking it one day at a time and trying not to overthink what the future holds after we get her home. Jesus said, "Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?...But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own." This is very easy to read, very hard to live...but I'm trying. God knows I've worried more about tomorrow than today than I should, but in this period of unknown, it's important now more than ever for me to focus on enjoying our little girl and getting her through each day, one at a time.

We've definitely learned that Emma doesn't like tub baths; she prefers to lie on the counter and be soaped up with a washcloth. One of the many downfalls to having her in the hospital for 10 of her 11 weeks here on earth is that she hasn't really had the chance to get used to the things that other babies are used to by now - tub baths (although some babies still don't like them) and being located in places other than a crib or someone's arms. That last one's a killer - she may be spoiled rotten when we go home...we'll see. Today's victory is that she enjoyed the portable swing that my mom brought to the hospital. She swung herself right to sleep after a fussy 5 minutes of getting used it. Then she choked on her saliva and woke herself up, so we stopped the swinging and just left her in it. Minutes later she was back asleep again and probably would have stayed there all night. Victory! She likes her swing! In fact, we even got a video of her smiling about it. Ok, so maybe it's just a reflex smile, but it's still cute, even if her mouth is hanging wide open catching flies.