Now that's what I call a sandwich

Busy again today with another appointment for L and a long NICU visit with Baby R, so a mid- day sandwich was very, welcome. Containing infinitely more delicious filling than bread it was a real treat and kept us going all afternoon. R was looking so much better today and had been moved onto the final level of oxygen requirement and the more heavy duty cannula had gone. Now she needs to learn to feed from a bottle successfully and happily. At the moment she is fighting it, probably because she has had more than her fair share of invasive tubes etc in her mouth and her brain sees the teat as just another one, especially when it spurts liquid which she has to swallow. It is just another thing that she has to learn to do on her own.