2:00 AM — Having been away from my mom and dad for a few hours in the nursery, I started to get a little worried and call out to them.  Unfortunately, the nurses didn’t recognize my summons for what they were and instead labeled them grunting.  That made me mad and so they diligently noted the flaring of my nostrils in the log notes.  This is all so new to me that I didn’t realize grunting and flaring would precipitate a little trip.  So instead of going to spend the night with mom, I got sent to the NICU with promises that my stay shouldn’t be too long.  Dad tried to break me out while I took a couple of swings at the nurses which made them mad and now I’m wrapped up in a little makeshift straitjacket.  Now I’ve just got to play along and I’ve decided to look at the bright side – hopefully the air is better up here and will help settle my breathing down.  More updates to come when the sun rises. – JTT