I was just looking through my phone at all my pictures. I realized I took a picture for every step of Justin’s recent surgery and illness afterwards. I was wondering how many nurses/doctors thought I was a little crazy for taking pictures instead of using both hands to cuddle him (most of the pictures he was laying on me). I honestly don’t care what they think….I was worried sick about him but knew that documenting would be something to keep my mind a little occupied so I didn’t completely lose my mind. I was able to take pictures and upload to Facebook to keep everyone updated until my phone died.
I have a picture of just about every step of it all (except the hours my phone was dead), before the surgery, after surgery, after we got home, ER visit, squad ride (shortly after that is when my phone died) and then morning after he was admitted when you could see the light back in his eyes and that all was well again.
I look back at the pictures when he looked so pitiful, then look at pictures I’ve taken recently and am amazed at how amazing my little guy is.
In his almost 15 months of life he has been through a lot. Today is a year to the day since he was in PICU and I was terrified every morning when I woke up that he wouldn’t be with us anymore due to the laryngmalasia.
He was 3 months old and only 10lbs. I felt horrible that my body couldn’t give him enough nutrients to grow and overcome the issue causing him to burn more calories than I could give him. I documented a lot back then too. I look back at those pictures and then now and am amazed at how much difference there is. You can’t even tell it’s the same baby, except maybe he has the same amount of hair lol.
I won’t stop documenting everything possible in their life. The good, the bad, the ugly, the beautiful.