shilo's still intubated, and hanging out in the picu. i spent the weekend at home with abigail, and jason spent the weekend here. i will maybe write more about that when my brain feels less mushy. i have lots of really deep and profound thoughts lost somewhere in all of the medical information that's also jam-packed into my head.
but for now, i feel somewhat refreshed, and extremely thankful for the amazing friends and body of believers we are a part of. oh, and i really like my three year old. there's nothing to help you relax after three weeks in the hospital like a conversation about nipples, chest, and naming off each of her friends so i could correlate which mama breast-fed that particular friend.