Well Luka. You made it to six weeks. And yes. I celebrate the weeks right now. Every day is a victory for you my sweet baby. Every beat of your tiny half heart is amazing. Right now, you are peacefully sleeping at The Children's Home while I am down the street at Ronald McDonald House. You amaze me every single day. You are breastfeeding. Some babies with HLHS forget to eat... But I keep telling everyone that Mommy's a fat kid and Daddy's a working out fool so he eats tons too... There's no way our baby would forget to eat.
When you were born, you were 6 pounds 5 ounces. Today, you are 8 pounds. You had chicken legs when you were born but now, you have some chub on you and oh my god.... It is so cute. Even at The Children's Home, people and nurses just love you. It's so hard not to. :-)
I've been seeing a lot of HLHS kiddos making it to 2 months and losing their battle. And every time I read a story, I get a little more scared. You've come this far and I love you so much that the thought of losing you sends me into panic mode. There I go, crying again. See baby? I'd be lost without you.
Today was Zephyr's second birthday. He had ice cream cake and we got him a 3 in 1 guitar/drum/keyboard that is driving us CRAZY but he's happy and that is what matters. We had a great day despite not being home and I'm prepared to spend Thanksgiving and Christmas here with you if we have to as well. I don't care what it takes, you are NOT going anywhere. Got it, Chief? You are gonna kick serious HLHS ass and do great things with your life. You have touched the lives of so many people who don't even know you. Keep fighting kiddo. We love you!
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