My son just turned two years old this week. He is happy, healthy, funny and full of energy. The kid is a constant delight to me, except when he starts yelling because the food isn’t coming fast enough. It’s truly amazing how much that boy can eat.
I don’t think a single birthday of his will come without me thinking about his rough beginning, and the two weeks he spend in NICU. I thought I remembered blogging something about it, and it turns out that I did. The as-it-was-happening report is here, “What I Learned After Four Days of Visiting the Intensive Care Nursery.”