Thankful

Greyson is asleep on my bed right now after being quite the Mr. Fussypants this morning. But as I was laying next to him I was struck (for possibly the millionth time) how thankful I am for him. How blessed our family is to have him in our life. There were times when we thought we would lose him. And a time when I thought we already had. But here he is - an amazing gift and the holder of my heart.

I remeber the day we hit 24 weeks and I felt this huge sigh of relief knowing that if he was born after this date their was at least the possibilty of him making it. At the time I never thought that 5 weeks later he would be here.

I am so thankful that I delieverd at one of the best hospitals with the best NICU in the area. And that we had such wonderful doctors and nurses. I am thankful that once we got out of the NICU he has been happy and healthy. That at almost 6 months old it is hard to imagine this fiesty, 14 pound boy was ever my tiny 3 pound baby.

I am so thankful.