Connor, not so much. He wasn’t eating as well as he should’ve been yesterday. Today, he hit all his minimums. It would be nice if he would exceed them, but at least he’s improving. When we went back for the ten o’clock feeding, his feeding tube had been removed, which was an immense relief. Now he’s just got the IV port and his monitor leads; he’s got his whole face all to himself. Shannon’s milk has started to come in, which is a big relief. There’s not much yet, but it’s clearly on its way.

I’m fine with him staying in the hospital today; if we take him home and then have to bring him back, he starts over at zero, undergoing all the tests again, probably resulting in at least a weeks’ stay. I don’t want him until he’s good and ready.

I just hope he’s good and ready tomorrow.

Oh yeah, and tomorrow (Friday; today, actually) is Shannon and my fifth anniversary. We were planning to go to Palio and then go furniture shopping for a nice coffee table to replace the modular plastic shelving we’re currently using (it’s the wood anniversary, apparently). Whatever happens, I have a feeling we’ll have other plans.

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