We are so blessed.....

How cute is this guy? He is amazing. He is my hero. For two days now, he has shown us the boy he will be when he is well. We know we still have a long road ahead of us, but the sparkle in his eyes gets brighter each day. He is starting to giggle harder than he ever did before. Starting to learn something new every day, and we are starting to SPOIL HIM ROTTEN! (we are entitled, for a while) I am the luckiest mom alive to have four healthy boys and a healthy husband. We are so blessed. So grateful for all of the love and support from so many people. This journey has just been amazing for us. We have learned so much about ourselves and about each other. We have been shown love and support and gratitude from those that we know well and those that we hardly know. We have learned that even though we don't see family as often as we would like, they are still that- FAMILY and they love us. They share our fear, share our sadness, pray for our well being and fight for us from afar. We love you all. We are overwhelmed at the love and outpouring of support. We have had calls and e mails from Canada, South Carolina, Arizona, New Jersey, Texas, Philadelphia. We have had calls from family and friends we only see once a year, and family and friends that we see on a weekly basis. We have had prayer circles from several different religions. We are humbled. We promise to express this to Thatcher and to our other children so they may be aware of just how incredibly fortunate they are. God Bless.

I need to go back to medical school

OK, so, dont get me wrong, I realize that it takes major dedication and intelligence to go to medical school, hard work, sacrifice and effort. But seriously, I feel ripped off. I took Thatch to our pediatrician and she looked him over and said, "He looks great!". Yeah, I am aware of that. I saw him a week ago when he was green and he was intubated. OF course he looks great. I know his wounds are not infected, I can tell he doesnt have a fever, I know his pain level. What is it that I came here for again? She didnt even ask about his O2 level? Didnt even listen to his heart. And I paid her for it. Forgive me if I sound pompous, but I am sure there are a lot of moms out there that havent been through major surgery that feel the same way. Apparantly, I need to switch pediatricians. Anyone know a good one out south?

One Week Already!

Easter at home! Easter was good. Ryan and I traded off staying home with Thatch so the boys could celebrate like normal. He is pretty sore, and puts the pouty face on when he doesn't feel good. Today he has been very pale, which worries me. His torso looks like someone used it for a punching bag. It looks worse than it did the first day. There is a large bruise shaped like an egg and his belly is a little distended on the same spot. It almost looks like a hernia. Hopefully it is just swelling and it will come down with the Lasix. We are going to the pediatrician tomorrow for a follow up. I am so incredibly happy that he is home and healthy. I can't imagine our life without him. He is such a happy little guy- even though he is still pretty miserable. I am staying on top of his pain meds around the clock. Today I did not wake him up and let him sleep through when I was to give him his meds for another hour. I guess every day he will feel better and better. He itches something terrible on his chest. I try to preoccupy him but it really bothers him. I wish the steri strips would fall off already so I could put a decent dressing on it. When we were leaving Saturday we took the wagon down to the exit and I picked him up and put him in his car seat and he looked around in his car seat and his the nurse commented on his eyes getting 4 sizes bigger and he made the biggest smile! I would have loved to know what he was thinking. When we stopped at my moms for lunch and to pick up Sawyer Saturday on the way home from the hospital, we set him in his car seat out on the sun porch and he just looked around for the longest time. Then all of the sudden he had the biggest SIGH. Almost as if he realized he was out of the hospital and going home. It was so sweet. We all laughed. It is so nice to see him happy again. He has already been in his walker and doesn't even wince. I try to keep him from overdoing himself, but at his age, it is hard to know. I cannot believe it has been a week already. I cannot believe I made it through. He is my hero, he is my strength, he is such a sweet example.