Today is Nathan's 10th birthday. We had a great day. There is a little carnival in town and we took Nathan and a friend to it. Then we went to our favorite restaurant and home for presents. We got a Splash Mountain Sorry game for him when we were at
Disneyland this summer. I also ordered him some Mickey Mouse sheets for his bed and a sketch pad and pencils ( he loves to draw Mickey Mouse!). He is going to have his big "friends" birthday party on Thursday when it is Fall Break. We are going to take them to play laser tag and then spend the night.
But this time of year is always emotional for us-we always remember the sequence of events the year he was born. Does anybody else think about the anniversaries of big events-both good and bad? This year I seem more emotional. I'm not sure if it is because it is the 10 year anniversary or because we are planning our wish trip. David and I always talk about " X many years ago today such and such happened." We really don't talk to anyone else about it. Not that we wouldn't want to talk to others- it just doesn't seem like something other people want to talk about. I do talk to my parents. They were such a source of support through all of it.
If you all don't mind, I might use this to reminisce/reflect on the events of 10 years ago. Each day that something happened that really sticks in my mind, I will write about it. Don't feel like you have to read or comment on all of it- it just makes me feel good to write about it. My mom says I should journal about it sometime. But this year- all my extra computer time is spent on this trip report.
Nathan was born at 7:30 pm 10 years ago. We were very nervous because he was 7 weeks early. I asked every nurse I came in contact with, " Do 33 week babies do okay?" The NICU doctors and nurses were at his birth. They were amazed- he was a little over 5lbs, breathing on his own and looking great. Still, they whisked him off to the NICU. My doctor told us later that night, " You must have been saying some powerful prayers because he is doing better than anyone thought a 33 week old baby would do!" Still they were going to keep him in the NICU for a few days for antibiotics since my water had been broken for a week. They had kept me in the hospital that entire time monitoring for infection and making sure I had plenty of amniotic fluid. My doctor had told me if I went into labor, they wouldn't stop it because it was the baby's way of saying he needed out. But on October 11, 1998, it seemed like all of our prayers had been answered and our trial was over. I was overjoyed even though I felt a little sick. I was achy and was running a slight fever- but the doctors thought it was just from being in bed for a week. Little did I know that I had a little virus- a very common virus that just about everybody gets at one time or another-and I had unknowingly passed it on in utero to Nathan ( we now know in hindsight- that is the "reason" he needed out). For most people this virus just causes slight nausea, headache, aches and pains. But in some people it attacks their heart muscle-doctors don't know why. But the symptoms of neonatal viral myocarditis ( virus attacking the muscle of the heart of a newborn) don't show up until the babies are 8 days old. In fact, all the extensive tests done in the NICU showed Nathan to be perfectly healthy. So for 8 days ( 6 in the NICU for antibiotics and tests and 2 at home), we lived in ignorant bliss. In fact, when we saw all the " sick" babies in the NICU, we felt guilty that our son was doing so great.
But that was 10 years ago and tonight my precious boy is asleep in his new Mickey Mouse sheets.
Oh, and I realize I still need to write about his fishing tournament. I'm waiting for David to get the pictures downloaded. Hopefully tomorrow.
Carol