Ah, sweetness! I held Owen for awhile tonight, and was able to peek right into his open eyes. He seemed to be much more awake today than he was yesterday. His eyes were open for a much longer period of time, and he was really paying attention to what I was telling him (and singing to him!) Being more awake, however, also means that he felt more pain today. He did say "ow" when we moved him, even the slightest bit, even after getting the bolus does of morphine. Wakefulness has it's bonuses and its downfalls for him.

I can't believe how incredibly thin he has gotten. I like to take pictures of everything. Tonight, I took a picture of his hips and tummy, which shows how thin he has become. I think that to accurately document the journey, I need to include the bad along with the good, or else I am not being honest. To be truthful, blogging about Owen's journey-as much as it is to keep people informed about Owen-is for me as well. It is a way for me to remember the things I would not otherwise. I have already stated that I wish I had begun this at the beginning of his journey (well, from his pregnancy, actually-which is true for all of the kids-oh the things you forget!!). I am glad that I will at least have what I have written to look back upon, and recall everything he and I have gone through. I wish I could leap inside of his body and feel what he is feeling so that I would best know what I could do to help him.
Sending hugs to everyone. Look for good today-you will find some wherever you look.

"We got another one!"