So I decided to start blogging.
It’s sort of bittersweet, because I intended to blog if Owen lived. I thought it would be a nice way to share Owen’s story and allow family to keep up with what we going through, medically and otherwise. I thought I’d be posting pictures of Owen in the hospital, getting his first real bottle, recovering from surgery, celebrating going home with all of his nurses who would obviously love him so much. I wanted to take him home, and I wanted to put it on the internet so people could revel in our miracle baby.
Owen turned out to be a different kind of miracle. Aside from his tiny lungs and heart problems, he was completely perfect in every way. Even his extra little fingers were perfectly formed. He was beautiful, and he taught me how to love in a whole new way that makes my life richer and deeper. He made me a mother, he made me selfless, and he made me strong.
So anyway, I still decided to start blogging about Owen and our life after him. It’s just taken on a new tone entirely.