I have been meaning to write here, my little corner of the web, and update all of you on peanut but I keep putting it off for a few reasons. We have been told that baby Nicolas needs a trach and will most likely be on a vent for some time afterwards. No one knows how long, only that without it he will not thrive and will likely not survive. But to bring him home from the hospital we would have to live in an area that could support a home "vent" system, our area is not able to provide the service. We also know that Nicolas will need a team of specialists to deal with his other medical needs if, God willing, he makes it to that point. I am still not ready to talk about what happened, to my heart, as I had to decide to move and save my son, even though it meant I would have to leave another son behind with his dad. I wrote this out a few times and went into way too many details and I didn't want my son to read it(now or ever) and feel bad. I will just say that he was all ready to move with us and at the last minute he was "talked into" not moving. He had already felt so torn and then this was done to him. I don't want him to feel bad or be sad or feel he has to make anyone "happy"... that isn't his burden to bear... so I decided that in faith I would move, and pray that one day my other son will decide to change his mind and join our family here. I didn't know how I could stay and let my baby die, and I still don't know how I pulled out of town without one of my babies!
Allie and Nicolas
Tim and Nicolas