The first six months
Yesterday was just another day. Sort of.
We walked up to Granville to get weighed, Inigo slept in the pram. Woke up for his weigh in, was charm itself to Lynne (who we haven’t seen since before the anti-biotics), and was the very picture of a gorgeous, happy, self settling, healthy, perfect little guy.
Everywhere we went, people commented on how gorgeous he was, how beautiful, how perfect. Just like it used to be. Just like the last three months never happened.
Like I’ve stepped into an alternate reality. $16 worth of anti-biotics, and our lives have turned around.
So I’m hoping that the next six months bring more of the same. I’m daring to hope. For the first time since he was born, I think he’s OK. I think he’s healthy, and I know he’s happy.
And I know, that if I can get through times like we’ve had so far, that I can get through just about anything.
May 30th, 2008 at 3:44 pm
I am glad you are taking it so well because frankly that was a huge miss by the hospital paed.
And to think you almost didn’t go to the new paed.
I think you have done fabulously. Well Done.
May 30th, 2008 at 10:33 pm
Oh, the wonders of drugs! Great news – now you can get to ENJOY him
May 31st, 2008 at 8:34 am
I’m really happy for you all… Yours is an amazing story of dedication and endurance, I truly wish you guys an easy ride from now on!
xxx
June 2nd, 2008 at 12:08 pm
Standing ovation!
June 3rd, 2008 at 8:24 am
well done!
June 5th, 2008 at 6:40 pm
Congratulations!