Not that weight is everything, but it certainly isn't nothing. He's had a generally quiet week. His reflux had been a little worse but has settled down a little over the past couple of days. It's made nursing harder, but he has been taking a bottle. And tonight he managed to breastfeed 10 cc's of milk.
Still no word on when he'll be coming home. That's pretty much tied to eating (for 24 hours straight, without supplement from the feeding tube) and a week of spell-free living. He does still go through dips in his breathing and heart rates, especially after meals and when he has to poop.
They assure us that he won't be coming home until he's absolutely ready. As much as we want him here, we definitely will be looking for that level of comfort. You're paranoid enough as new parents without having to add to the panic.
Anyway, here are a few newer pictures. Jamie made the blanket.
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I am never going to be able to leave that kid alone. You're going to come home from a night out and look around, puzzled, and say, "Um, where our youngest?" and I am going to have to say, helplessly, "well, I had to dip him in ranch dressing and GOBBLE HIM UP." I can't stand it. He's too cute and wee.
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