Jeshua has a new trick

Baby Jesh is kickin' butt! He gobbled down almost every serving of diluted milk he was offered today and is doing his best to fill that little colostomy bag. I haven't had the privilege of changing it yet, but Melissa says it's no fun at all. As far as I can tell, it's not a pretty picture to look at, but it whistles when he passes gas - kinda like an alarm, only more like a parlor trick. We thought for sure the IVs had punctured and were sucking air or something the first time we heard the noise.

They've moved Jeshua into a regular hospital cradle (not really like a cradle, but that's what they call it) because he's progressing so well, and even pulled out his nasogastric tube from his nose! The final apparatus sticking him is the PICC line IV in his little head, which is a special IV that follows a vein several inches down the head and through the neck until reaching close to the heart; they'll keep that in there for safety until they're REALLY confident he's on his way out the door. It used to take at least 3 of us to pick him up and settle him in our arms because of the wires and tubes that needed to be kept slack, but now he's almost as easy as any other. We're still hoping to bring him home this weekend - it's looking really good right now.

Aaron and Leah are doing well and were so glad to spend most of the day with Dad. When I left to meet with a Doctor around noon for a short couple of hours, Aaron was so sad that I might be leaving again. Also, when preparing them for bed and explaining that I'd be gone to Spokane while they fell asleep, I had to promise them several times that I'd be in "Mom and Dad's bed" by the time they woke up. They sure loved their stay at Grandma's, but it's so good to be with them again.