Born Hero

This little boy is my hero. Words alone cannot even begin to describe how proud I am of him for taking this recovery by the horns and continuing to smile each and every day even when he has some hard obstacles to overcome. He truly has his daddy’s strength and momma’s determination. 

This past Monday we traveled to Children’s for what we hope is the last esophageal dilatation he will need. At eight months he shouldn’t have to go 12+ hours without food but he did. He shouldn’t have to be put under and have a balloon shoved down his throat, but he did. Lastly he shouldn’t have to deal with the consequences and risks that come with every one of these procedures but he does. He does everything so well even though he’s too young to truly understand any of it. What’s even more amazing is that he still manages to smile and laugh, even when he wants nothing more than some freshly pumped milk. 

I’ll never know why my little guy was that 1 of 4000 babies born with TEF. It doesn’t even matter at this point. My baby is healthy and has climbed mountains that most adults wouldn’t be able to. He can finally start solids (with special instructions) and he can start to live a fairly normal life now. He just turned eight months and there are times I can’t believe it but on the other hand, I can’t believe he’s not one since 8 months ago already seems like a lifetime. 

Anyway enough momma talk–have a great weekend! 

Published by alhoppa

Simply put, I'm a thirty something single mom of three young boys with a passion for reading and writing. Writing, and reading for that matter, has been a passion since elementary school when a friend and I had our short collection of poetry published through the school where it was on display in the library for an entire year. While I still enjoy poetry, my love has grown into short stories and full length novels. Tag along for the journey, it'll be documented here every step of the way.

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