Today feels bittersweet. Two years ago today Oliver was born. He came into the world via scheduled c-section and he was perfect. I was excited to get to go to the hospital to meet him. He didn't disappoint, he was absolutely adorable.
I still sometimes feel a bit of disbelief at the disease that is killing him. How can a perfectly healthy little newborn turn into a two year old who can do little more than eat and sleep. My heart broke a little the other day when Karen's status on Facebook said that she misses Oliver's smile. *sigh* Even though this will very likely be his last birthday, I hope that today will be a celebration of Oliver, and will be a day to remember when he is gone.
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Thanks :)
I handled his birthday a lot better than I thought I would. It was a busy day though - I think that helps.
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