What happened next

I thought I had better let you all know that J did indeed recover and thrive. It took over a year for him to recover completely. I am pleased to report  he was a beautiful baby, a cheeky toddler a normal teenager, a music student and with many a turn along the way he is now a happily married man. In fact at his wedding his eldest brother took my arm and said ‘ don’t start crying now mum you will set me off, that is my baby brother standing at the top of that aisle ‘

Funny really my eldest son nearly died when he was born, if my husband had not noticed he was blue and shivering we might have lost him. He was whisked away and the next time we saw him he was in an incubator, tubes and wires all over the place. A shot of red hair and blue blue eyes.

He was there for over a fortnight, one of the hardest things I had to do was to go home and leave him behind, my baby, my boy, my first born. I spent as much time as possible at the hospital but it never felt it was long enough!

He survived , he refused to feed when I finally got him home. Apparently this is not unusual for a prem baby used to being fed by tubes. I shall not go into his  ups and downs which were MANY! He is alive and well and fast approaching forty . He has always been a force for life.

Then our middle son was born, again prem,  he was an express birth. 7pm I was cooking dinner for guests, my husband not yet home from work… when M decided to put in an appearance! It was a case of neighbour came in to babysit until our friends arrived to cook their own dinner! I taken off in an Ambulance, husband  arrived 8.45pm  baby arrives 9pm, I went into shock, baby went into incubator!

Again all went well in the end. M  has had a hard time. He has been a trouble teenager and a troubled man  but he has always worked hard and is a loving person.

After I broke my  back the second time  I had been in hospital for nearly 26hrs, I was in agony, I needed a catheter, some pain relief and the sister kept telling me we need to wait for the Dr  to arrive. I was desperate, my  husband had gone home to get me some things, I was alone scared and in pain. M waked in to the ward, he took in the situation, he spoke to the sister, told me all was going to be fine, I would be catheterized and given pain relief asap, I was going for an scan right now and he was coming with me. He took charge and helped me when I needed him most and all that after  a long drive to get to see me.

I am going to stop now and hope I have not bored you. I am going to leave you with a video and expresses all the advice I  have ever want to give my boys.Not only advice  but all the things I hope for them in the lyrics of the song.  I love my family and I love all of you .

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