I’ll get it out of the way first, to attempt to spare you the east coast centric hell-is-freezing news stories that have dominated the past few months (stop crying, it’s winter). Over the weekend it was 68 degrees. This morning it was -18 with a wind chill of -41. That’s cold….and you can see it in the photo below: that’s the window sill in our hospital room when we opened the curtains – and it’s inside the room (right off the edge to the right is the bed).
Liam’s day was again up and down. During his two decently longer naps, his vital signs were all over the place…again giving us more concern than normal. And even though he is getting anti-seizure medicine, there are still occasional signs that he might be having them. Also, he did finally loose that unappealing stump of the umbilical cord during a bath….revealing a clear cut innie (there was some question with Ezra).