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| Grandma with Ellis. Helping out Andrew as Joan was in surgery. |
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| After 5 days away from her son, Mom finally gets to see him. It was a bit tearful. |
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| Joy. |
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| Mommy smells baby's head. |
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| Auntie Ru finally gets some awake magic time with the big E. |
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| Perfect, Yes. |
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| The final leads and wires attached to Ellis. A far cry from the oscillator, ventilator or other machinery that was attached to him. |
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| In the launch pad. Daddy and Ellis take a snooze. |
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| The launch pad. |
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| Right outside was the NICU. Such a surreal experience. |
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| Together as a family. Finally. |
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| Mommy oblivious and exhausted. |
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| The wee hours burp. |
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| Andrew preparing to change Joan's wound dressing. Oy. |
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| Ellis in his crash landing/launch pad aviator hat, ready for takeoff. |
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| With his NICU-sanctioned pacifier and a winter hat. Ready to go. |
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| Home at last. Phew. |
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| Daddy. Master Burper. |
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| Bringing home a little NICU with us. This is a portable pulse oximeter. The top measures oxygen saturation, and the bottom is heart rate. |
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| Late night snap. We tried a little co-sleeping. |
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| Valentines from kids at the Center School. |
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| Track suit baby. Pixie half-smile. |
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| Love. Love. Love. |
