Wednesday, October 20, 2010

He's 23!!

23 pounds and 2 ounces.
6th percentile.

We did it.
We know things will flare again and that number may go back down,
but today we don't care.
Today we're not failing to thrive.
Today we're dancing. Literally.
We did a jig beside the scale.

We still have a ways to go.
We're still behind in several different areas.
We're still going to be seeing a lot of UNC.
We're still waiting on more test results.

But 23 pounds has been the magic number.
23 pounds is the place where they've promised we could take a collective sigh of relief.

Did you hear it?
That was a sigh of relief followed by the best doctor's appointment we've had in awhile.

It has been our goal, our magic number for five months.

And he did it.
And it feels freaking good.

And here's to 24!


  1. Before I joined you in a noisy sigh of relief I inhaled a gasp of relief followed by a few tears of there's the sigh!

    I am praising God and elated. You've worked hard as a family and with your medical team, and prayers have been answered. Rejoice!!!

  2. YAY!!!!! Soooooo happy for you!!! Praise God!

  3. Hooray, Hooray, Hooray!! A prayer of thanksgiving has definitely been said. We are happy for all of you. You have worked hard. Love U.