A real baby

This morning we met with two pediatricians who were concerned that Max was still acting like a lifeless ragdoll.  He hadn't cried since we'd been here, he didn't act hungry, he slept all the time...  The pediatricians met with the neurologists and decided to go ahead and order the MRI and EEG tests for Monday (technically today since it's 1:30 Monday morning as I type this), but as the day wore on, Max got more and more baby like.  He began fussing when he was hungry.  He tried to cry when they gave him a bath, though he's still struggling to get his voice back from having been intubated on Thursday.  He's nursing like a champ, better than his brother ever did at this age and he's having longer and longer periods of time being alert.  He's pooping and peeing and basically acting like a normal five day old baby.

Both nurses we've had today are optimistic we can go home very soon (Monday or Tuesday) if we can just get his breathing under control without oxygen.  So tonight we're going to try to wean him off of his nasal tube back to room air again.  If that can be done, there's no reason for us to be here anymore.

As for the tests, I'm hoping the doctors will come see Max on their rounds before the tests because I'd really like to put off the MRI.  I don't mind getting the EEG because it seems pretty easy on Max, but he'd have to be sedated for the MRI, and I feel like we've just got him back, I don't want to loose our momentum!  I'd like to wait a couple of weeks and see if we even need to do one then.

In other news, it seems like our baby is the most popular baby in the hospital.  Whoever meets him develops an instant attachment to him and they come by to check on him.  His doctors and nurses from the NICU, the Life Flight crew, my OB's nurse... It seems everyone who has heard what happened to him is pulling for him to make a speedy recovery.