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Friday, September 26, 2008

Soooo BIG

Noah learned a new "trick", he now does " SO BIG", whenever you say it he brings both arms up over his head. I didn't teach him this one so not sure how he figured it out, must have been t.v. ?? or maybe my mother in law... it's cute none the less.

On a more dramatic/annoying front: I work with juvenile delinquent/emotionally disturbed boys as a therapist in a residential treatment center, weeelllll today in the pouring rain, one punk decided to SLASH my tire, which I realized as I was driving in a torrential downpour- not cool. Plus the damn thing cost 250 bucks..... guess that is what I get for picking this career!

BTW: Noah is feeling a ton better, and also got two more teeth!

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Noah's Story

For as long as I can remember I have wanted to be a mom. Finding out I was pregnant in March of 2007 was the most wonderful time in my life. The future seemed so bright and the possibilities endless. We were young, happy and healthy- nothing could possibly go wrong..until it did.

On November 10th, 2007 at 3:50 am my bouncing baby boy came into the world pink and screaming. 10 fingers, 10 toes, big feet and a head full of dark hair. We joked he would be a soccer player with those feet and all was well in the world...until it wasn't.

about 4 hours after birth while waiting in the nursery for his bath, Noah Joseph stopped breathing. A nurse looked over and saw my baby who was once pink was now grey. Noah was rushed to the NICU all the while having apnea episodes. A CAT scan revealed a severely swollen brain and an EEG done later that night showed seizure activity.

The once bright and promising future was now filled with pessimistic doctor's, fear and sorrow. The day my son was born was the worst day of my life and the best day of my life all wrapped in to one confusing package.

Since Noah was born without any signs of trauma it was immediately thought that he had a metabolic condition although tests subsequently ruled this out. Within two days Noah's brain was no longer swollen and his EEG was normal. An MRI done was normal as well and we were sent home with no answers and the dreaded "wait and see".

What followed was post partum depression, anger, sadness but also the most intense and beautiful love I have ever known.

Becoming a parent is not at all what I expected but it's the most wonderful thing that has ever happened to me. 2 years later Noah is the happiest, thriving, typical 2 year old boy with no signs that his brain injury will ever slow him down. He is my miracle.

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