Eight weeks 1 day old

Oh hi! Look at my new mustache!

Mr. Pants had an awesome day! We had a little struggle with breakfast this morning. Evan ended up taking it via his nose tube. I was nursing (or rather trying to) while the doctors rounded on Evan. His nurse spoke right up and asked if they could take him off the high flow cannula and move him to a regular nose cannula (what you or I would use if we needed some oxygen). He was switched off the high flow this morning!! They set the oxygen below room air and he was really holding his own. It was so nice to see him without a huge tape mustache. Evan's nurse was hoping that maybe by this weekend he could come off the oxygen support all together. Yesterday when we bathed him, he was off oxygen and he was completely fine. The nose prongs are out of his nose more than they're in so I think he's ready.

It's Measurement Monday. Evan's new stats are: length 42 cm (from 40 cm last week) and head 31 cm (from 29.5 cm). Woohoo! He is really filling out his clothes and we put him in a newborn size when he was changed this evening. We were able to pass on some of the snap t-shirts (that he only wore one out of the 5 pack) onto a neighbor today.

Erhmergerd! Fingerrrrrs!

After a hugely successful night time feeding, Evan didn't need/take any of the supplemental bottle. I was so proud of him. He's still refluxing quite a bit, but his nurse said that it's mostly due to the fact that the tube is there for the food to come back out. Once he's done with tube feedings, he should be better with the reflux. 

I don't need no stinkin feeding tube!

Oh, AND! Evan is completely off respiratory support. He is breathing just like you and I. Apparently, he was doing such a great job on the minimal support, the night doctors wanted to try him out on nothing. We stayed with Evan for about an hour after they took him off the oxygen and he was perfect. His stats never dropped (well due to lack of breathing at least). We were warned that sometimes the babies have to go back on support because they get tired out. I won't be upset if Evan's back on oxygen tomorrow morning. I know that he's getting stronger every day and that he can breathe without it.

When do I get to eat!? I know I'm big, but geesh! Feed me!