Today marks Rowan’s original expected delivery date, and as my Mom remarked this morning, “for today being the due date, he’s already had quite a life!” Weekends seem to quiet down a bit around the hospital, with testing and poking and prodding and whatnot mostly confined to weekdays. Still, Rowan’s progress continues. He’s feeding more and more from a bottle and trying to get the hang of feeding from his Mom as well. Yesterday he also got dressed up in one of his own outfits from home. There’s talk of moving him to another ward of the NICU soon and out of the one reserved for babies with the most serious cases and needing the most attention.