My little boy turned 1 on Tuesday. This is a big day in anyone's books but for us it's HUGE!!! We didn't know if he'd make it through his first day, and here he is a year later a lovely, inquisitive, calm little boy.
His perfect little foot.
The day he was born. My little man was born at 25 and a half weeks gestation. that's pretty much three and a half months early. He wasn't due until the end of November! J-bug needed a lot of respiratory support as his lungs were nowhere near developed enough for him to breathe air. He had no fingernails or toenails. No eyelashes.
This photo was taken towards the end of his stay in intensive care.
Asleep in our wheelbarrow on a very, very hot Australia Day (26 Jan). He still has the apnea monitor on to register his breathing. It did go off a few times but luckily they were false alarms!
And here is on his birthday in his souped-up #1 onesie looking happy and cute.
Obligatory birthday cake. Although our little man is one his adjusted age (from when he was meant to be born) is eight and a half months, so this is his developmental age. He liked the candle and the feeling of the icing but didn't really know that the cake was for eating. I am sure he'll more than make up for that in the years to come.
Here is the birthday bug with his favourite gift of all - a whole bunch of balloons.
We had a very quiet day with him as he is still susceptible to nasty infections. We did take him back to the NICU to visit his 'auntie' nurses and deliver the quilt which they have said they will use as a fundraiser prize. I also made some cupcakes and choccy slice for their afternoon tea.
After a busy week with my little boy I am looking forward to getting stuck into some sewing again. I am making slooooowwww progress with the ginormous secret, but it's progress.