Progress...

That we are making.  Today I feel like we are living life and not just surviving.  Logan is becoming more and more like himself every day.  He is smiling and laughing all the time now.  I slept in my bed for the first time last night since we have been home.  I am finally getting comfortable enough with his numbers that I know the alarm will beep at me if they drop too low, and I don't need to be staring at them all night.  On a good night he is sleeping in 3-4 hour stretches, on a bad night he is still up every 1 1/2-2 hrs.  We usually have 2 good nights to one bad night so we are managing.  I just feel like he is a newborn again!  He would probably sleep longer if he ate more baby food... the kid only wants to nurse, and he wants to do that 24/7.  But at least he is eating something, right? 

I took these pictures Saturday... Just one week of being home and he looks like a different kid!

 Ashlyn and Tanner have loved him being home and take great care of him.

 Look at those 2 new teeth (and the drool mark to go with them)!

 After a month of laying in a hospital bed he lost all the strength in his legs and refused to stand on them- we are just getting him to stand on them again (it makes it hard to help him stand up when you can't hold him under his arms).

 This is all the medication Logan came home on... yes, all that crammed into his tiny body.  No wonder he hasn't wanted to eat any food.

 We are now down to 2... just a week and a half later.  We took him back for labs again on Monday and his potassium and sodium levels are better.  We are still having to wean the pain meds slowly, but he is doing so much better with that. 

 And in the next week we should be down to just 1!

He has come a long way in just 2 weeks. 

I look at this picture taken the morning we left the hospital

and I am reminded that even though we didn't get the miracle we wanted we still have a miracle.  He is still with us first of all, and to see him transform from being so depressed and sad to my happy boy laughing and smiling again- that is a miracle in itself too.  The other stuff is minor and will come with time.  We can deal with oxygen, not a lot of sleep, withdrawal, scars and meds- as long as he keeps on smiling!