Dress up!

Your sister sure has fun dressing you up!

Prayers appreciated

PRAYER WARRIORS,

Ezra has a respiratory virus that is causing him to need an increased amount of oxygen. More so than what he was on in the NICU.    We had a chest xray done and shows his right lower lung alveoli are not expanded. If these don't expand they can fill up with fluid and cause pneumonia. He's on oral steroids,   albuterol breathing treatments every 4 hours and twice a day steroid breathing treatments. Its hard to hear doctors say his lungs look worse now then they did in the NICU a few months back. We have experienced a few scary nights this past week, and just need God's healing hands to cover him and open up his lungs.

Thank you for your prayers and support!

(This picture is of Ezra stealing my spot in bed after his 4am treatment! :-)  )

Merry Christmas

The best gift this year is having you home with your family! Merry Christmas my little miracle!

Fast approaching 12lbs!

You're getting so big! Almost 12lbs! And your personality is coming out! You are such a lover! You definitely don't like being set down!! So we all tend to spoil you, because you deserve it! Christmas is fast approaching and we are so thankful that you are here with us.

You had your first illness, a cold, and with lots of prayer it only lasted a few days. While it took me (mom) 2 weeks to get over my cold! 

We are continuing to slowly decrease your oxygen needs during the day, with hopes you'll be off soon!

You fill our hearts with such joy! We love you!!

Picture updates

You've been home 2 months!! And this week we've been given the okay by you to take off oxygen for an hour a day!  In a matter of 2 months we've gone from totally dependent on oxygen to 'if you take your nasal cannula out, you'll be okay'. God is good my sweet boy!

Smiles!

Your smile is contagious! Full of life!

You are fast approaching the 6 months old mark. You are still wearing newborn clothes, but they are getting a little snug, so we might retire them this week. You weigh 9lbs 9oz! You're 8lbs heavier then where you started!

We had a follow-up eye appointment and the doctor was so pleased with how well your eyes look. He said I am blessed to have a son with beautiful eyes!

You have weekly physical therapy appointments that you scream through. You hate tummy time, and for some reason they feel one week you'll just love tummy time. Ha! We shall see. But for now you are right on track developmentally for a 2 month old "corrected age". You can lift your head, roll over with a little assistance and smile!
Your oxygen needs keep decreasing! Such a blessing to see continued prayers answered. Hopefully soon we can kick this tank to the curb! RSV season is set to start November 1st. I think your lung doctor will want to keep you on oxygen for the entire season, possibly to your first birthday. We have an appointment coming up to find out....

Your sister just eats you up. She's a mini mom that holds and sings to you. When grandma couldn't get you to settle down, Raegan took over and you instantly were quite. We love seeing her with you. So precious!!!

Xoxo,
Mom

Oh how I love you

Oh how I love you!

These days are hard and long. But oh how worth it you are! I'm so blessed to be called your mom. To see life. To watch you breathe overwhelms me. All could've been lost but spared you were. So many nights I wondered where we were headed. If I could be strong enough to handle the outcome. How our faith was put to the grinding wheel and I'm not convinced I passed the test, but I do know God loves you more than I do, which is unthinkable! I knew from a very young age all I wanted to do in life was be a mom. I remember asking God at the age of 10 to not return until after I have a child. I just wanted to expirence motherhood. A family. New life. At the young age of 17 I was unprepared for the news that I was expecting your oldest brother Parker. I knew then as I do now each life is a gift. There was a high school teacher of mine who set up a time for me to talk to an abortion clinic counselor. He told me I'd never amount to anything having a baby so young. I'd never be able travel. I'd never be successful. I walked out of his room 10 years ago, knowing that God chose me to be his mom. Just like He chose me to be your mom. Though I might not be much in others eyes, I'm worth a lot in our heavenly father's eyes. You are what I dreamt for. What I prayed for. Though I might not get to travel, I get to live life through 3 blue eyed and 3 brown eyed wonders every.  Single. Day. Success is only what we make it. It's not riches and its not fame. Success is giving up all to follow according to His plan.  Sure, most days are long, tiring, but so rewarding. To see every inch you grow, to see every ounce gained. To witness your first smiles, to see you poop without assistance (ha) is my payment.  I'm blessed beyond measure.

Love you my precious gift!
Xoxo
Mom