Dean will turn one year old tomorrow. It seams like just yesterday Mike and I were in the hospital excitedly waiting the arrival of our little man. We had no way to predict the amount of joy Dean would bring to us daily. That our lives, once again, would be changed forever. We couldn't imagine what a happy baby he would be, how his infectious laugh would fill our house constantly or how his extremely sensitive gag-reflex would prove to make meal time so difficult. How he lights up at the sight of Mike and I and especially at his big sister. We also had no way of knowing he would be born with club foot causing him a heartbreaking rough few months to his life. But Dean has proven to be stronger and braver than his mom and has taken most of the pokes, prods, casts, surgery and braces this past year in stride. His braces are very uncomfortable which cause him to still not sleep through the night but, as parents, it's a very small price to pay for the miracle of modern medicine to give him the ability to walk. In fact, his legs are so strong due to the braces he wears at night, he's been cruising with the furniture for quite some time. He walks all over the house with his push toys and has even started to let go of the furniture to "walk" (fall gracefully) towards me, which I've been told is fairly early for a boy.
He also likes to do whatever we tell him not to do so I have a feeling that in a few months, our entire home will be on baby lock down!
Although it seems like only yesterday we were in that hospital room, it feels like he's always been in our lives.
I can't imagine life without him.
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