And he lifted up his arm, and instead of a hand... he had a cup?

The biggest thing to note today is that Max has been at room air for the better part of 24 hours. This is amazing in the context of him having little food in his tummy; being poked and prodded more often that usual; and having a weird contraption made of an IV line, a popsicle stick, tape, gauze and a pill cup on his one arm.  Despite having no idea what to do with that one arm, Max has been doing wonderfully well.  They've started re-introducing his feeds, and by early morning tomorrow, they will remove the IV feed and have him back up to his full feed amount. An infection of his bowels has been officially ruled out, and all of his tests have come back looking good.  The blood in his stool - although still not something to ignore - is now officially most likely due to the hernia he has and he will have to wait for surgery to have that resolved. He still has plenty of energy and is as active as he can be right now.
Both mum and dad had a cuddle today, and Max dozed very peacefully in both cases.  He seems to be starting to understand who his parents are and it's nice to see him so calm when being handled by them.  Also, he seems to really enjoy having his head stroked softly quite a bit. He smiles and makes such adorable little faces when Rafael does it.