With so much going on in our lives, I feel like my poor sweet Avery bug has been neglected on the blog. This little boy has grown so much these past few months.
He was only a little over a year old when the accident happened. I feel like I missed so much time with him because I was in the hospital, -- and even when I finally came home, I was in a hospital bed and unable to hold my baby for months. That has been my hardest thing throughout this horrible situation. The time I missed with my last baby. Those are moments I will never get back -- and it hurts.
I don't know how he managed to do it, but he took his first steps on February 19, 2015...the day I came home from the hospital. I saw his first steps! My baby waited for me!!
Now that I'm able to do a little bit more, I am trying to reestablish that bond with him. The bond I had before our lives were turned upside down. I feel cheated. I feel as though he's been cheated. It's simply not fair. Yes, I survived, and trust me, I am forever thankful. But the reality is, this should have never happened. That is always in the back of my mind. My life, my husbands life, Lincoln and Avery, our family and friends -- countless amount of people were effected. And for my children, they lost the mom they knew for a few months. Those moments were stolen from us.
Now that I've rambled, I want to share a few photos of my youngest. He is so sweet.
And silly....goodness, is he silly!
He has his own little personality. He is loving, mischievous, and full of life. He has such a baby face, and the most beautiful curls. He calls Mickey Mouse "Dada," and it is the funniest thing ever!
I am so blessed with this sweet baby. I know we will get our bond back. It's getting stronger each day. And thankfully, we have a lifetime of memories to be made.