Pretty In Pink

Mom was able to put clothes on Stella for the first time today, on her 18th day of life.  We dressed her up pretty for Grandpa and Grandma Goolden's first meeting (or peak through the window I should say). 

Trey continued to move backwards through the late evening hours last night, and this morning moved forward a tiny bit, but he has basically hit a peak and isn't making progress.  The doctors continue to discuss steroid treatments, which I anticipate will begin in the next day or two.  Diuretic therapy is continuing, but he will now take the medicine orally rather than through an IV.  One good thing about today is that they decreased the amount of pain killer he is receiving, and he adjusted to the change well.

Although Trey doesn't want to breathe on his own, he is taking his feeds well.  He will be up to full feedings with calories added by Monday.  He is also practicing sucking with a teeny little pacifier that somehow fits into his mouth next to his ventillator tube!

Daddy is coaching a game vs. St. Regis Falls as I write this post.  I wish I could be there to cheer on his team.  We are all looking forward to him returning to Burlington tomorrow.