The world lost David Bowie recently. This is Vivi's tribute.
Press your space face close to mine, love.
--- David Bowie, Moonage Daydream, The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars
All that vamping works up an appetite.
Even rock stars need burpy-time.
People forget that David Bowie had a full-time, burpy-towel assistant.
That was a long time ago, though.
Ok, why the early Halloween?
Well, the doctors finally figured out Vivi has some jaundice. Then there were tons of hospital screwups which made things much worse. We put our foot down and got things turned around.
By then, Vivi was very uncomfortable and slightly weak. The half-dozen holes they put in her feet (to draw blood) didn't help one bit. Also, they kept making us miss feedings, so she got weaker and shaky. That's when I put the hammer down. The wonderful angel nurse Sarah sorted everything out. Bless her!
The mommies had to pull 22 hours straight. We all take turns feeding Vivi to the max, just to get her to sleep in the table for 1-2 hours tops. It takes two of us to feed her, when she's that worked up and uncomfortable.
While Vivi rests, then mom is pumping milk and thawing donor milk. Amazing troopers! In spite of the photos, Vivi really doesn't like the super "tanning bed". She also really, really doesn't like the goggles either.
FYI These pictures are from a light-therapy jaundice-treatment bed, not a tanning bed. You can hang up on child protection services now. Thank You.
Good news, Vivi is responding well to super-mommy-love. So far, crisis averted.
Long live Ziggy Stardust.