Happy Three Months, Buddy! You're growing so well - over 8 pounds now. You're still on oxygen, but hopefully (God-willing) only for another few weeks when we go back to the pulmonologist, since you're doing so well.
You've adjusted to life at home, it seems. You continue to take everything in with your expressive dark eyes. You're getting used to your sister's "helpful" ways. You enjoy the times when I get brave enough to let you off oxygen so that we can take Rupert for a quick walk or let Lissie enjoy some time outside.
And we love having you home. Sure, sometimes you and your sister drive me crazy when you both demand my attention at the Exact.Same.Time, but all the sweet moments you two share make it all worth it.
This next month is full of doctor's visits with your many specialists, and we are praying that they will all say that you're doing so well that we will be discharged from their services.
We're heading into flu/cold/RSV season, and it is starting to scare me. I promise to do all that I can to protect you from harm.
I love you, little guy. Stay strong and healthy.
Love,
Mommy
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