Highs and Lows
Maybe you'll remember this sweet baby boy that I've talked about. He came into the hospital very ill and undernourished. Because his eyes were so big in his head, we called him Baby Bird. He was skinny and scrawny and miserable. This is the earliest photo I have of Baby Bird. Many of us have had the joy of holding and feeding and loving on this little guy. Because he was sick, he had to be fed by NG tube slowly. It took a lot of time. Which meant a lot of holding and snuggling and singing and squeezing. And praying. Sleeping though a feed just before Christmas. Shortly after this feed, Baby Bird was "Baby Jesus" in a Christmas play. He performed perfectly. Baby Bird was improving, albeit at a snail's pace. The doctors wondered if he had a problem with his lungs and so an amazing visiting surgeon took him to the OR to fix the issue. But the problem wasn't THAT problem and we all continued to wonder at why he just wouldn't...