Gone and back again...

We were gone. Now we are back home. Where did we go? We've been in the hospital with our little Evan. He is really sick and needed to be admitted. They gave him breathing treatments and suctioned him out like crazy! He was placed on oxygen, but our strong little man weaned off quickly and was monitored on room air for a while. He did well so we were able to come back home.

I spent the night there on Monday night and it brought back so many unpleasant memories for me. I am relieved to be home again with my baby in my arms! We are just praying that we have seen the worst and won't have to go back there to get more help...I'm so grateful we have somewhere to go when my two month old can't breathe...what a blessing!

I'm grateful my Mom was inspired to make us dinner before she ever knew something was wrong and Andrew's choices to be such a patient and obedient big brother!
Today I'm most grateful for the sight of Evan's belly gently moving up and down. What a beautiful sight!