I haven't blogged in weeks, so I am way behind in our journey. Liam celebrated his 2nd Christmas, a bit on the cranky side....cutting a tooth I think. Now that the holidays are over I hope to catch up on my posts.I can just sit and stare at him forever....absolutely in awe of this little person who has up until now beat all odds. I mean it's not as if, the nurses and doctors were all doom and gloom all the time, they were positive, but realistic...and tried to reinforce that to us.
We had some pretty exciting things happen in our first week !!! I would count the hours until Dave would get home from work....because it meant it was time to go see Liam. Besides, it's not as if I was useful around the house....I could barely get out of the shower myself, let alone pull up my huge granny underwear !! What a nightmare....lol !!! The cats just sat and stared at me, waiting for me to run around with them....they gave up, chasing the balloons we had brought home instead .
We were not able to hold Liam at this point, but we could touch him. I used to wonder if he could sense that we were there. The nurses would tell us yes, but I wonder if that was just for our own benefit. His eyes were still fused shut, but you could see his little forehead moving, you could tell he could hear us....those first few days we watched as his eyes slowly went from being fused, like a baby bird...to him actually working so hard to open them, and then on day 7 he did....he opened them, not sure what he saw, but what an amazing thing !!! I have said how scary our experience was, and how far from perfect it was, but there is something to be said about watching your baby grow and develop outside of the womb.......
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