Yesterday was my sixteen week birthday. As my grandpa says... I am now actually two weeks old (based on my due date). Again, the NICU has proven to be a roller coaster for me and I am currently back on the CPAP for my breathing. I was on the nasal canuale for two weeks... which is longer than the first time. Hopefully this will be a short break and I can get back to the canuale soon. The postive thing is that in this time, I have grown quite a bit. I am now 4 pounds 8.4 ounces! It is hard to think that sixteen weeks ago, I was only 1 pound 6 ounces... fighting daily for my life. I don't feel that I am fighting for my life any longer... now it is a fight to get home to my family. So many people have stepped up and supported my parents and me throughout the past few months. My mom goes back to work in a week, and I know that is going to be really hard. Just think... next summer I will be home, visiting all my family and friends... hopefully taking a trip to CT and meeting all those who have shown such amazing love to me! I look foward to it!