Dad's weekend visit

I didn't get in on Saturday or Sunday with Mum for her milk delivery, but I managed to get in a quick visit on Sunday night. So, the nurse asked me "Would you like to have a cuddle?" Who am I to say no? The visit was a little longer than it was supposed to be. So sue me.

She's recently been put on "ad-lib" feeding, where they let her go as long as she wants between feeds. (up to 5 hrs max) She wakes up and eats when she's hungry. She hadn't been feeding terribly well, but it may have been that she had getting enough food stuffed into her every four hours that she was probably never getting hungry. The idea is, when she wakes up now she should be good and ready, which will help encourage her to eat.

Mum asked me today if her feeding tube was out. I didn't notice during my cuddle, but thinking about it, it was. When it was time to change her tube, they didn't put a new one in.

Today she had one not-too enthusiastic feed with Mum, but then the next time she woke up she guzzled a bottle with no trouble. She's been 48 hours on the bottle. So far so good!

(2485 g on Sunday)