Just breathe

I can finally breathe.  Things are still hard... that never goes away, but it is never impossible.

I've got a beautiful little boy who has really good days:

And a few bad moments:

Just like any other little boy!

I feel the need to share that things really are mostly fine.  If you are new in this crazy journey and you read my posts, I'd hate to leave you thinking that things are always terrible.  They really aren't.  We've finally had a contact that lasted a whole week!  A record for this strength/size.  I've got a great group of "iMoms" who help me realize that none of us are alone, and we all are headed in the right direction.  Someday we will look back on these days... and miss all that they encompass.
(Ok, it would be preferable to have the memories not laced with patches, but I'm trying to be poetic here!)
I should make sure that I put a patch in the baby book....