Thankful...

that DH let me sleep in since I was up for almost an hour with Dylan last night.

that Dylan is starting to string words together into sentences even if he now repeats "mommy where are you?" instead of napping.

that Frozen occupied the boys (D and his cousin) long enough for the adults to eat a nice relaxed dinner tonight.

that my mom is watching Dylan tomorrow night so that DH and I can have a night alone. We were going to do Vegas, but now we're staying in town and might just go to the movies...

that I spied Dylan's cousin putting his turkey headband on Dylan's head.

that my family lives nearby and I get to see them all the time.

that I have this little life...it's pretty sweet.

#MicroblogMondays - It's World Prematurity Day

I'm wearing purple to celebrate this little miracle boy. I cannot thank the doctors, procedures, techniques and medicines that kept him alive and allowed him to grow into the amazing little boy he is today. Have I mentioned that he sings now? Mostly "let it go, let it go, let it go...."

He is a 25 week miracle.

(The picture on the left was actually taken about 5 or 6 weeks after he was born. It was very slow going at the start. The top right is in June when he was 16 months adjusted and bottom right was last week at 22 months adjusted.)

#MicroblogMondays - Love

I cannot get enough of my little boy (I'm sure you all feel the same...I mean most of the time.) He can count to 13 now. Where did that come from?

Here's his "cheese" face.

#MicroblogMondays - Walking Pneumonia

But I guess they don't use that term any more, it's Atypical Pneumonia now. On a related note, I might have beaten the ER as a trigger. I went there for myself yesterday because I really couldn't breathe. That in itself was pretty scary, but no flash-backs. They "right-backed" me which was nice and a chest X-ray confirmed Atypical Pneumonia (treated with antibiotics and an inhaler).

Since Dylan and I have both been battling this really annoying cough for 2 plus weeks, I figured he needed to go in too. He got his own Chest X-Ray, a really nasty whooping cough swab and gets to join me with a diagnosis of pneumonia. At least it's not the really scary, high-temp kind and I don't even think he knows anything is wrong. And our After Hours Peds department is easy and efficient which is so helpful.

Halloween was fun, but Sunday was not.