To wish my baby a Happy 4th Birthday! And it's not an April Fool's joke!
My youngest started out life like this:
At 12:09am on April 1, 2006, he was immediately rushed to our local children's hospital because of a congenital heart defect -- Tetralogy of Fallot. He was monitored there for 3 days to make sure he was stable before we could bring him home.
5 weeks later, he looked like this:
He had open heart surgery at 5 weeks, and was hospitalized for two. We nearly lost him immediately after surgery, due to "post-op" complications. After 48 hours of Hell, he turned the corner.
Now he is this:
As a parent, you never LOVE one child more than another, but when you've been on the edge of life and death with one of them, there will always be something "different" about my baby that makes him extra special.
Momma loves you!