"When I saw what our boys are going through - hell - and how the morale was holding up, and the job they were doing, I just knew they had to make this picture."

May 1st: Duke has been sick. Poor baby sounds like an 80 year old smoker. He has a case of bronchial virus and now has the pleaure of nebulizer treatments every 3 hours. The cool thing is the mask is a dragon and looks like it is blowing steam, but the 3 hours is between feeds and through the night. Needless to say, I am exhausted! They put him on steroids for a day, but he was beyond angry and fussy, which isn't him even on his worse days. The doctor recommended taking him off and I was greatful because I just wanted my darling smiling baby back. It's funny, even when he was getting bloodwork and constant check-ins he was always content hand cheerful, if he is in the slightest bit whinney, you know something is wrong. When he is done he cracks his smile again.

Good News Duke is up to 13 lbs and finally has baby fat rolls on his arms, legs and feet.