We visited Aunt Dee again for another baby massage, went up to Dad's work to be admired by all of his co-workers and visited Target so Mom and Dad could purchase more Wyatt paraphenalia. I kept them busy will all of my pooping, shows them to leave the house with only four diapers.
After the doctor's appointment yesterday, Mom and Dad starting feeding me with a bottle, which was a very weird experience. It was so much easier to get food out of the bottle that I couldn't quite figure out how to suck, swallow and breath all at the same time, resulting in large quantities of formula spilling everywhere. I've since become quite proficient at feeding from the bottle.
Really, I feel much better and things are improving. Mom, Dad and I are all getting more rest now, and they are feeling more confident in caring for me.

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