Jay told me a couple of days ago that he has been praying that Nathan would start eating 6-8 ounces every bottle. I thought that was all sweet and everything to pray that, but kind of shrugged it off as a reality. I can count on both hands the number of times the poor kiddo has ever drank 6 ounces, and he has never ever taken more than that.
When will I ever stop doubting the power of prayer?
Nathan ate 8 ounces of formula for the very first time in his life just a little bit ago. I thought I was being adventurous by fixing him 6 ounces, but he drank that and wanted more. So I fixed more. And he drank it. And remarkably, he has kept every bit of it down.
At first, I attributed it to his increased motility meds and to the fact that we have stopped giving him solids all together. But then I remembered Jay telling me that he had been praying for this specifically. This may seem to be a little thing, but it is huge. It is very huge.
I am amazed at God's daily gifts to us.