One year at home

Yesterday was another big milestone for Max... and an even bigger one for us. It's now been one year since we brought him home from the NICU.

That take home day, was the day he really became ours. No more doing things on doctor or nurses or respiratory therapists schedules. It finally was all about our family, and just Max. He could eat, he could sleep, he wasn't hooked to wires or tubes or monitors, we could lift and hold him at anytime for as long as we wanted He was OURS!

It's a day that we never thought would come. It was 123 days later than we wanted it to be. But we'd take it, whenever we could get it.

(first evening at home... snuggling with Daddy)

It was a scary first night at home one year go. We slept with him in the co-sleeper between us. I say slept, but not really. He couldn't lie on his back with out gagging and turning blue. We put him on his tummy and took turns keeping watch over him. We woke every 3 hours to feed him another bottle to keep him growing bigger and stronger... my what a difference a year makes!

(one year later... snuggling with Daddy before bedtime)

Max has grown and thrived and loved and laughed and we are grateful for every minute of this first year at home with him! And we're looking forward to so many more...