Three Years Later...

Early this morning, at about 5am I awoke to a sound that I never want to hear - the sound of my baby having a hard time breathing. It brought back a flood of anxiety - filled memories. When Luke was 3 months old he had his first of 12 surgeries because he had a hemangioma (a vascular growth) under his vocal cords. It finally stopped growing at 15 months but all of the surgeries left a little scar tissue behind in his airway. So whenever he gets a little cold virus his airway sometimes swells and that causes him to have difficulty breathing. It usually is not a cause to worry but this morning he was struggling so I took him for a little walk because usually cool air opens up the airway. Luckily it did the trick and he fell fast asleep shortly after that. He has been fine all day but I just keep having flashbacks of those horrible nights spent at the hospital.

Three Years Ago...

...Today

Thank goodness that God's miracles and modern medicine allowed this sweet little guy to live. I feel so blessed to have Luke as a son. He is an absolute joy to have around! Luke gives the world's best hugs and is so happy and friendly. He loves to share and make people feel better when they are sad. He adores his brothers and wants to do everything that they do (with the exception of going potty on the toilet). This morning when he woke up scared and sick the first people that he asked for were Jimmy and Ben. I love it that my boys are best buddies!

Here's a funny story about Luke that really illustrates just how much he follows his brothers. The other day he started spontaneously telling me the story of the 3 little pigs. This came from no prompting on my part at all. When he got to the part where the wolf began to huff and puff and blow the house down I asked him what happened next. And guess what he said?! He said that the Clone Trooper came and shot the wolf because he blew the house down. He is a Star Wars fan through and through just like his older brothers. But just for the record I really try not to let my 3 year old watch Star Wars if I can help it. Usually they are just pretending with legos and stuff but I guess that is what comes with the territory when you have older brothers.

I thank Heavenly Father every day for blessing me with the sweetest little boys! Some days I am just in awe of how blessed I am to have such a wonderful family! Their hugs, kisses, and running tackles make me realize that being a mom is the best thing ever!!