New Digs

The boys are moving up in the world. After proving that they could keep their temperatures stable, William and John-Raven have been moved from incubators to cribs. To me, their "cribs" are more like clear plastic tubs, or at least they seem that way after the incubators. I doubt these units will show up on MTV any time soon, but you won't hear us complain. The change means that they're improving, which makes them one step closer to coming home (whenever that will be). They're also eating much better, they're more alert, and their oxygen levels are steadier.

Mom with John-Raven. Cribs seem so small compared to incubators.

Close-up of Mom and John-Raven.

William, not looking thrilled at having his picture taken. (Sorry it's sideways. Not sure how to flip pictures in Blogger, and I'm too lazy to figure it out right now.)

If I haven't made the point clearly enough before, let me say we've had some fabulous, caring professionals looking after William and John-Raven. Virtually all of the doctors, nurses, and techs we've dealt with at the Harris NICU and at Cook Children's have been kind and helpful beyond words, and the progress the boys are making is a testament to the dedication of those looking out for them right now.