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Today was a big, big day.

Well, first off, for those of you who haven't heard the news, we had baby Aaron baptised this afternoon. Our pastor was kind enough to drive down to the hospital, and baptise little Aaron in the NICU. I think that having Aaron baptised helped make it easy for DrummerWife to leave the hospital, and leave Aaron there.

Also today, we've recieved word that Aaron's PDA valve (a heart valve that should shut upon birth) is indeed open, but it is also responding to treatment, and God-willing, he won't need any kind of surgery to close it. As evidence that it's closing, Aaron's latest chest x-ray revealed that there was little-to-no blood on his lungs, which is a very, very good sign.


For those that don't know, Aaron's heart and brain ultrasounds both looked good. The heart ultrasound revealed the open valve, but otherwise looked good. And in the words of the doctor in the NICU, his brain ultrasound "looked perfectly normal."

So, basically, everything sounds good so far - he's as healthy as we could hope, and he's very active in his little incubator/isolette. He's keeping the nurses busy with all his little movements - his punches and his kicks - but activity is good. It means he's in good shape.

I've scanned in the faux birth certificate the hospital gave us when we left today. Feel free to take a look at it. It'll be attached below.

Keep us in your prayers and well-wishes!

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