Lest we forget how far we've come, this is Griffin one year ago today. All tubes and ties and one tiny little baby lost under all the medical devices. Not to be maudlin, but in any other time period, or many other countries, Griffin and I would have died and none of this would have been possible. Now I have an idea of what my Dad meant when he talked about his "Bonus Rounds" and he had many.
Say a little prayer to the God or Goddess of your choice for all the new babies spending their Christmas in the NICU and the parents sitting next to the isolettes, changing diapers through hand openings and moving wires to kiss their wee ones. To mark the occasion, I will delete the NICU number on my cell phone, where it has lived for this last year. I would call every night after his 3 am feeding to see how many CCs of milk he took through his GI tube. Now he's eating grapes and crackers (and leaves and tinsel,) drinking through a straw and going down stairs backwards (most of the time.)
HAPPY HOLIDAYS, Y'ALL!!!
1 comment:
What a big healthy boy! And we are so lucky to have him. And you! xoxo
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