Turning the Corner
As my sweet friend Robbie put it, post surgery home life is B.U.S.Y. Sheesh. Sorry for those who have been wondering if we are alive. Our first night home was AWFUL and honestly, yesterday wasn't much better. I have to give the kid a break, he is only 10 days past open heart surgery, and on top of all that, he has two molars coming in. Ouch. Grant has been very clingy and very insecure. He has developed this whiny screech the moment I am not directly touching him and he refuses to sleep unless I am in his bed, Daddy is right next to us, and he is sleeping upright while leaning against me. He moans and cries out in his sleep like he is fighting off some lab tech. It honestly has broken my heart and it makes me wonder if we have traumatized him for life. It is a really good thing that he won't remember this and eventually, time will fade the memories for Kyle and I too. Now before that sounds incredibly depressing, here is the good stuff. He finally got things moving in the bowel...