My rock is a mountain

I could have never made it through these days without Zach. He has been my mind, my heart, my nutritionist, my cane, my shield, my nurse, my everything. I have never met a man so dedicated to any one thing as he is dedicated to me and now our son. He is my mountain. He is strong and he holds through even the worst of my moments and he is there to celebrate any joy I feel and make it like the whole world is with me cheering. He holds me up and makes me see that it's not so bad and when I just can't see he steers me blindly into any good thing he can find until I can find it. He has refused to give up on me. He has barely left my side and I thank every moment he is near.

If there is a person who deserves the world and everything it has to offer it, it is my husband. I am lucky beyond lucky to have him by my side and I hope that someday I can prove myself to him that I can be there as he as been here for me.

I love you, Zach. More than I can say.

Not So Fragile

Tonight Amber pumped 1/2 teaspoon. If you are blissfully unaware, remain so. I went to take the syringe down to NICU for Logan. Upon arriving I was asked if I wanted to assist the nurse with an exam on Logan.


Previously I'd been so afraid that he might be too delicate and would not even think of touching him... I wiped his bottom, took his temperature, and he held my hand (actually, barely held my pinky)while the nurse checked his lungs, heart, etc...

Not so fragile as I thought.