Today was a lot of the same: encouragement by the gradual feeding improvements, overshadowed by the reality that it’s still not enough. We have hit 90 days. And with each passing day it’s more and more likely we will go past our due date. We very well may hit 100 days, and I had really hoped we wouldn’t hit triple digits.
We got a visit from the physical therapist today, who said we should be doing tummy time with E a few times per day. On the one hand, it’s fun to be able to do things normal parents do with their infants; on the other, it’s depressing to be hitting these milestones in a hospital room.
Emmett has been doing a lot of reflexive smiling lately, mostly in his sleep, which is adorable. Still probably won’t be doing much reactive smiling until he’s around 4 weeks old, adjusted. But it’s fun to get a sneak peek of what his smile will look like. He just gets cuter by the day.