I went out this morning and bought him a ridiculous number of clothes, as the Babies-R-Us was having a big sale and we needed outfits he'd be able to wear to school without exposing his g-tube. I got two pairs of overalls, several zip-up footie pajamas that we'll cut a little hole in for feeding at night, a few onsie shirts, and some one piece outfits for the daytime. I also bought the kid six or seven new videos from Half Price Books, and a new toy. I might be feeling just a tad bit guilty for putting him through all this, despite how much I tell myself that it was necessary, beneficial, etc. It's hard to make myself remember that when it's obvious he feels terrible.
I don't think Jer and I realized how exhausted we both were until this afternoon, when we put Connor down for a nap and promptly crashed ourselves. I'm not sure how long we slept, but I know for me it was at least four hours. Tomorrow is Connor's IEP, so with any luck we won't be so drained. I'll let you all know how it goes.