Going up...

I'm on a humungous 4ml of milk per hour now... I should be on 4.5ml per hour but I've had a big belly today so they didn't increase it too soon just in case my tummy decided to not like Mummy's milk. However, it's nice and soft and the doctor with a stethascope said that it's making all of the right sounds... and I'm pooping for England, Ireland, Scotland and Wales so one of the nurses said, so no blockage then! They do think that it could be a bit of oxygen from my CPAP that's creeping into my tummy instead of going into my lungs... so they've lowered the pressure. The percentage of oxygen that they're giving me is consistently between 30 and 40 percent, that needs to come down, I'm wanting it to be 21% considtently...

This is Grandma Felicity. Grandma Pat came to see me this morning and Grandma Felicity with Grandad Martin came this evening. Both Grandmas' can't keep their hands off of me - it's fun, as they're so soft and light with their touch, sometimes it's hard to tell that they're holding my hand. They do this to help me snooze and I think it does. I came out for all of about 5 minutes onto Daddy's warm chest... I didn't like my position very much so I beeped a lot and they put me back - I settled down then, sometimes I just need to make myself heard to get what I want. I'd have preferred my position to change on Daddy, but the nurses are cautious and they put me back - better to be safe than sorry!

Asleep again, that's what's best, I like to dream...