Tuesday, January 17, 2012


It seems like yesterday when he was still in PICU.  He seemed like an old soul.  He seemed to know things I didn't know.  He was so fragile, yet so strong.

A part of me was in denial.  A part of me was terrified.  How was I going to be a good mother?  How was I going to help him overcome the many difficulties ahead?

It seemed like I was barely able to take care of myself.  My life was far from perfect.  In fact, it was so far from perfect that I couldn't imagine what typical life looked like.

Yet I am responsible for his life.  I am responsible for his care.  I am responsible for his future.

He's made so much progress since then.  He is so much like any other kid.  Yet he is different.  His future is still uncertain.

I must not worry so much.  I must focus on the progress.  I must celebrate my son.


  1. Yes you're right,you have to celebrate your gorgeous boy!!!Love that hat hahaha!

  2. Hi! It's such a cool hat! It's from H&M. Thank you for commenting. Yes. I will try hard to look at the positives!

  3. Oh he is such a cute baby! Keep celebrating and enjoying him every single day. Seems like you have come a special way with him and I hope you two have a beautiful future ahead.

  4. Thank you, Suki. Yes, I'm trying to look towards a happy future. I hope the same for you and your darling baby!


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