My new crib...

Little man is doing well after being hatched out yesterday (yes, that is actually the correct medical term used by the nursing staff for coming out of a humidicrib). He has maintained his temperature throughout and looks to be keeping his new home.

I'm a bit stiff after being wrapped all night

Today we have given three breastfeeds a go, but little man was a bit too tired this evening and conked out on my boob instead. The nurses may start giving him a bottle throughout the wee hours just to increase his daily suck feeds. It is also easier to register how much milk he has taken this way. I'm more than happy for him to have some bottle feeds as this will make life easier later, but I don't want him to prefer the bottle to breastfeeding, so fingers crossed.

Oh no....Aunty nurse found it! (the dreaded peanut pillow)

As word spreads around the NICU, I am met with lots of visits from nurses who have heard the news. Everyone is so pleased for us and so proud of Jensen. He's come such a long way, and yes it's taken a long long time, but he started so early, little, and weak, and is now growing into such a big, strong little boy. He has affected so many people around him in so many different ways, casting doubts over doctors' minds, creating hope for others in our situation, overcoming all odds against him, and leaving a loving and lasting impression on everyone who knows him....

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