Poor Miles is back in the hospital due to high bilirubin levels (jaundice). He’s right on the borderline, but since he was early and has lost some weight, they want to keep a close eye on him.

His eye protection goggles make him look like a tiny Batman.

I was all freaked out about it, but the staff here has been really reassuring. I think I was mostly upset because I haven’t had a good night’s sleep in over a week (not that I’ll be getting one of those any time soon), my hormones are all outrageous, and, you know, he’s my baby. But they tell me it’s really common, really treatable, and tends to run in families. I personally had jaundice as a baby. I don’t remember it. It was probably the best tan I ever had in my life.

Miles actually seems to like it under the lamps. He’s all splayed out and chilling like he’s at the beach.

Introducing…

Miles Clarke Crall

seen here shortly after his first bath (photo by Denny).

For personal privacy, Denny and I are going to set up a password-protected site with Miles photos and updates.  I’ll let you know information on that when we get around to it.  In the meantime, thanks to everyone.  Thanks especially to Angie for the great spread of food she brought by yesterday.  We grazed on that all evening (and if I hadn’t already polished off the cake, it would have been breakfast).