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This little angel is 4 weeks today. He is sleeping on my chest and I am quietly crying. I just made an appointment for a CT scan of his lungs and consultation with the pediatric surgeon. It’s a month away. He will have to be sedated. My little man, with an IV in, sedated and scanned while I sit helplessly in a cold waiting room.
Fuck.
Until then I will put it out of my mind and snuggle him and pretend that he is 100% healthy. I will thank God that he can breathe normally so far and that he is alive and I will cherish the feel of his soft breath on my neck. And I will thank God that he is ours.
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I love my children. I can’t help feeling that my destiny in this world is to be mother and a wife. This is the best job in the world. My heart is full.
