Charlie's Blog

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Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Turn Me Loose

As of the beginning of this post, I have yet to choose a song for the end of the entry. I want to post song lyrics with each blog post because songs seems to really be speaking to me these days - I feel like each song I hear is directly related to something I have thought or said in the past day or so. Like, right now I am listening to 'Turn Me Loose' on the oldies station - which is how I feel sometimes. Turn me loose from all of these health issues and let Charlie be better! Turn me loose! It's also applicable because, for those of you who did not see Charlie in the hospital, 'I'm gonna get a thousand kicks or kiss a thousand chicks' is applicable, based on his flirting skills with the female nurses.

I received some blogging advice from a close friend: "Keep it short". So, todays entry will not the Biblical-length of yesterday's. Also, don't expect me to keep up with this blog-a-day stuff, either. At some point, I might run out of things to say. (Really? Maybe not.)

Today's entry: Charlie continues to grow, day by day. This week, we're hoping for 14lbs. He was at 13lbs, 13.5oz on Friday, and has been keeping the feeds down fairly well lately, so it's an attainable goal. We've been in the 13's for SO long...since the beginning of July! I am sick of the 13's. Big time. Plus, it turned out that some of those 13's for a while was just liquid and not 'true weight', which is what the lil' boy is now putting on. He's getting a little Budda belly and dimples in elbows and knees. Even his face, which has never been gaunt, is looking fatter. He kept his chubby cheeks through all of this, which is both remarkable and alleviating. Thank goodness for the NG tube.

Charlie has an echo on Friday. I'm trying not to get too hopeful about it...its not one where they have prepped us for news, and our NP has actually told us it's just a 'checkup', and that it probably won't yield much. 'Probably' is the word I get hung up on.

In other food-related news that is a bit more current, Charlie ate some of his rice cereal this morning and seemed to enjoy it. He was semi-opening his mouth and took it like a champ. We are so proud of him for the most minor things - I now understand how the parents of the kids in my classes have felt. I never understood it until now.

Turn Me Loose

Turn me loose, turn me loose I say
This is the first time I have felt this way
Gonna get a thousand kicks or kiss a thousand chicks
So turn me loose

Turn me loose, turn me loose I say
Gonna rock'n'roll long as the band's gonna play
Gonna holler, gonna shout, gonna knock myself right out
So turn me loose (turn me loose, ooh-ahh)

I've got some change in my pocket and I'm rarin' to go
Takin' some chick-a to the picture show
And when I see her home and we kiss goodnight
Well, turn me loose, turn me loose, turn me loose, turn me loose

Turn me loose, turn me loose I say
Yes, today is gonna, is gonna be the day
I want you all to understand, now I am a man
So turn me loose (turn me loose, ooh-ahh)

I've got some change in my pocket and I'm rarin' to go
Takin' some chick-a to the picture show
And when I see her home and we kiss goodnight
Well, turn me loose, turn me loose, turn me loose, turn me loose

Turn me loose, turn me loose I say
Yes, today is gonna, is gonna be the day
I want you all to understand, now I am a man
So turn me loose (turn me loose, ooh

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