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Archive for August, 2012

First Steps


It’s a time of “firsts” all over again.
First stroller outing, first bath in the bath tub. Each day is a chance for something new. It’s hard work with no pay check or vacation time. I try to pace myself and remember that he did not become this way over night and he will not get better over night either.

It’s hard to ask for help but thanks to my family…They show up and just help with dinner or dishes or laundry or dr. appointments
I love you guys. I could NOT do this by myself. Thanks for all the prayers. ❤

He looks like: Mom don’t take the picture- don’t do it. 🙂



How does a mother get through her days when her child fights to even breath? So much advice: nothing helps…