My sweet tiny nephew got what was essentially a wicked cold (RSV) and was in the hospital for a week, since wee babies do not do so well with the viruses. He is now home and on the mend, so do not fear! Oxygen, love and lots o’ milk have restored him to health. But if you want to break your heart just a little bit, look at this picture of him on Christmas Day. Apparently the hospital cradle/baby bins are only for babes when they are born. If you are re-admitted to the hospital as a nine-day-old, they wrap you up and prop you up on a big boy bed, like so.

For the real heart-breaker experience, you have to click on the picture and see it at full size, so as to appreciate his sad face and the wires coming out of his swaddle.