Today's been a good day. E's down with a cold and is going at half steam, which is probably why I don't feel too exhausted. Tomorrow will be a different day, especially if he's feeling really lousy. I've got to keep my strength up! Jude's doing well. Tomorrow he's four months old. Where has the time gone? Its hard to believe its been more than three months since he was a frail, helpless little being in the hospital, fighting for his life. Now he's a robust, laughing and smiling imp with meaty thighs and a hearty appetite. He's also *this close* to rolling over - such a squirmy guy! He's my gentle, sweetest little man.