Ok that title sounds way dirtier than I intended. Yeah I did something bad, and it was slightly exciting. Don't worry it wasn't anything too horrible, but I'm going to let you take guesses as to what it was.
My little warrior is doing great. I've actually been afraid to post about it for fear of him sliding downwards again, but when I think about it my blog is kind of like a record of everything that's happening in my life. Really this is my journal so maybe years later when I am telling my son how he scared me and his dad to death when he was first born I can look back and remember exactly how it went down. So having said that, he has bottled most of his feeds the last few days, with very few brady/desats. Oh and he has been off the nasal prongs for a while. He's still not ready to come home yet and I imagine my estimate of the 25th is probably pretty accurate, but he is making progress and for that I am elated.
I want to congratulate Antigone, she had Perseus on New Years.
And to everyone who has been leaving comments I love you all, you keep me going, thank you so much.