12:30pm: Reid took another small step towards home as he was weaned to 2.5 liter flow today. He didn't have a CO2 gas test today, but they felt comfortable with how he was acting to make a small move. Gas is still planned for tomorrow.

They have also asked us to meet with pulmonology tomorrow afternoon as well. Not sure what they want to discuss, so our interest is peaked.

9:30am: I realized that I haven't put many pictures up here lately, so I was digging around on my phone and found a few. The first four below are in sequence (within seconds of each other) and are shortly after he had woken up from a good hour long nap on my chest. I had put him back in his crib and he was in a really good mood. The last photo is from this weekend when he got to watch some TV.







9:00am: If you have assumed that everything is status quo because I haven't blogged in a little while, you have assumed correctly. There were no changes made by the doctors yesterday. He is still on 3 liter flow and the doctors felt that he looked better yesterday than the day before. His oxygen this morning was 67%.

He has another set of labs and gas tests tomorrow, and we are anxious to see what kind of numbers he puts up. Talking with the doctor yesterday, if he has a really good gas, they may attempt to wean. If not, it may be next week before we see an attempt at 2 liter.

Yesterday's visit was very uneventful. Because of work commitments, we didn't get to the hospital until 8pm and he was already sound asleep. We kept waiting for him to wake up so that we could spend some time with him and bathe him... he wiggled and moved around every now and then like he was going to wake up, but never did. We left at 10pm and he apparently ended up waking up at 11 at which time the nurse weighed him and bathed him. He weighed 6.9 kg or 15.21 lbs.

In the NICU last night, one of the babies directly across the room from Reid passed away. It is something that we have rarely seen while in the NICU... We hear a lot of stories of how strong premature babies can be and how many surgeries and infections they can battle, but this was a reminder to us about how fragile these babies really are. One families' dreams are shattered in an instant and you look around the NICU and see other families enjoying their time with their little one with laughter and smiles. In such a small, confined area that we have called home for the past 8 months, there couldn't be anything more black and white - life and death. It definitely makes you take a step back, take a deep breath and realize how fortunate we are to have had such a strong fighter in Reid. He continues to amaze us every single day and we are so blessed to have him in our lives. Our thoughts and prayers go out to the family from last night that lost their battle.