We thought Gabe was a healthy baby boy when he was born. Then the next morning Jake noticed he was laboring to breath. So he was sent down to the NICU. My doctor kept me in the hospital for four days so I could be close to Gabe; however, I ended up having to go home with out Gabe. (That was the worst feeling I have ever had in my life and I pray that I never have to do it again.) After many prayers and tears we got to bring our healthy baby home at a week old.I don't know where the time has gone. The past sixteen months have been so much fun and at the same time scary. It was amazing watching him do things like crawling one day and the next just deciding to take off walking. But then there are the times when he won't eat or wakes up screaming that are scary. It always leaves me second guessing myself. I have to say that the "mama" thing definitely kicks in, but having to decide if it just teething or another ear infection and whether to call the doctor, that what gets me. So most of the time the answer is just call the doctor.
This is just a few pictures from the past 16 months. It's a short walk down memory lane. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did.