Shampoo and Soap????

After mommy held me, I got a bath. This time I got to use real water and shampoo and soap, whereas my last bath was only sterile water, and no soap or shampoo. My nurse Jen made mommy give me the bath. I think it was a set-up because now I'm mad at mommy, not at Jen. Although, Jen did wash my hair....okay I'm mad at both of them.

I'm not a dirty baby, so WHY DO I NEED A BATH???? They even got me all naked and really washed me. I must admit, mommy was gentle...and the water was really warm, but come on....I'm a boy...baths are not on my list of favorites!!!!

It was kind of cool to know that I have enough hair on my head to actually need shampoo though. And mommy did say that when I get to use a real bath tub, I'll like it because then I can swim like a little fishie in the tub. And I do smell better.....so I guess I won't be too mad at mommy...besides, she's my only mommy so I love her no matter what! I got my bed changed too.

The doctors changed my ventilator settings today. I'm still having my ups and downs, but they figured out why the change they made a couple days ago didn't work. This time, they were smart and changed the rate of pressure that the ventilator gives my lungs. It went from 420 puffs per minute to 360 puffs per minute. They had planned on that being the only change, but since I was doing so good with that, they decided to decrease my PIP back down to 19 and I'm tolerating it much better now!!!! It turns out that because my lungs are growing really good and being so compliant, I need less and less assistance from the ventilator. However, since I need less and less, but was still getting the same rate or pressure, I was fighting the ventilator rather than working to ween off of it. Now that they've lowered the rate of pressure, I'm working with the machine so that tomorrow maybe they can lower me again:)

I'm spending quality time with daddy now....he's giving me a speech on how "All the cool kids breathe....you want to be a cool kid right?" Daddy really cracks me up sometimes....he says the funniest things to me and when he talks to me, my O2 saturation does increase. I love my daddy!!!!!