He shouldn't have even been here

A few weeks back I had this striking moment where I realized (or I guess remembered is a better word) how close we came to losing Jack. I can remember sitting in the nurses office at the IVF clinic crying. We had lost the first baby and they were giving our remaining baby a 5-10% chance of surviving the next week. I went through the next week as if it was over. I stopped planning ahead. I drank too much caffeine. I basically gave up and accepted the fact that I was destined to be the mom of two. I was SHOCKED when we saw a heart beat the next week.

When I look at him now I am in awe of how tough he is. This tiny little man beat those odds and turned out to be absolutely perfect. And even beyond that... the worries about him being too small or his legs not growing right or not being able to visualize his brain... all worries for nothing.

Just makes you realize how darn lucky you are!