When our beautiful baby boy was handed to us three weeks ago, we had no idea what was in store for us. He looked healthy and happy and as we counted his fingers and toes, wondered at how tiny he was and enjoyed those precious first moments, we had no idea it would be days before we could take him home and really start life as a family of five.
Our little Pretzel was born with a rare virus, which meant his first days were punctuated with tests and scans to try and find out more. Thankfully many things which we find painful didn't seem to trouble the little guy who managed to frequently fall asleep during blood tests. We were well looked after in the Special Care Baby Unit and once he had a diagnosis we could start all the relevant medicines.
After nearly three weeks, our baby was finally able to come home, and real life could start. Things are not over and we were sent home with lots of medication and follow up appointments but our family is together, and on Monday night we all slept under the same roof. We are so thankful to everyone who visited, messaged us, sent gifts, prayed for us and thought of us.
Whilst there was plenty that wasn't positive about those first few weeks, the things I want to remember are those special moments, some completely ordinary, some more amazing because of the circumstances.
