Little Miracles

This week, five years ago was a pretty monumentous time in our home. A little miracle was born. His name was Dillon Patrick. He was born at 6:35 pm on March 16th, 5 weeks premature weighing 5 pounds 3 ounces.

It was a very difficult pregnancy full of ups and downs and much drama but as my mother in law puts it, it wouldn't be a Kim story if it didn't have drama. I anxiously awaited his arrival from the comfort of a hospital bed for 8 weeks and spent 8 weeks prior to that on bed rest. After a very eventful day he was born without too much concern.

We felt very blessed to have a healthy baby after all of the difficulties of pregnancy. Dillon had to endure my multiple seizures, toxic amount of medications to control the seizures, multiple bleeds due to placenta previa and according to an amnio his lungs were really immature so he would be unable to breathe on his own if he was born on March 16th. As it turns out he was born screaming which meant his lunges were at full capacity. He was only put on a CPAP machine for a half an hour to ensure he was breathing correctly. He was admitted into the NICU for 14 days as he was very sedated from all the medications from the pregnancy so he wasn't eating and he dropped to 4 pounds 8 ounces. He was finally released back as birth weight.

We feel very blessed to have him in our lives! He has always been such a good boy, he is a good sleeper, good eater, good listener and really good at getting into mischief! Everytime he does something really destructive like dump 10 gallons of fishtank water (saltwater) on my carpet and leather couches, I just keep telling myself 'he is my little miracle and I love him!'.

I love that kid! In fact it brings me to tears to think what would have happened if he would not have come into our family. So many things could have gone wrong but they didn't, how blessed we are!

 Here are a few photos over the years of our little miracle.

Happy 5th Birthday Little Man! We Love You!

Now we are off to Disney to celebrate!