My big boy is 6 tomorrow :)

On easter Sunday 6 years ago, I was laying in hospital totally oblivous to the days events.  I have no memories of giving birth, I have no  memories of the day after around 11.30am, ironic that I called this blog ‘memories last forever’.  They only last forever if you have them in the first place.  ME was delivered by emergency c section at 12.12pm and because I had a general anesthetic I was totally dopped up on pethidene.

The boys are in bed and I’ve just been asking DH about that day.  I still ask him questions sometimes though not often anymore. 

I’m so thankful and greatful that ME is here with us, things truly were only seconds from being a very different outcome.  I still struggle with the traumatic events of ME’s birth, but not like I did in the first year.  Some people think you should just get over it, he’s here and he did survive.

If only it were that easy…  That day was a major life changing event for DH and I, but not in the same way that we expected on the day our first born arrived into the world.

I shudder when I see stories of children who weren’t so fortunate, either not surviving or being left with serious disabilities.  We had our 6 year check with the pediatrician this week and he still is amazed at ME’s outcome and tells me its the equivilant of winning lottery..   I agree whole heartedly…