Myles--3 days old

I have been reading my journal that I started the day I was diagnosed with preeclampsia. It's quite difficult to read the daily updates about Myles, but I want to remember each and every detail of his 26 days of life. Over the next 22 days I plan to do daily blog posts that chronicle Myles's life.

A year ago today Myles was only 4 days old and one of the neonatologists sat us down and told us that we should expect the worst. He told us to call and make arrangements with a local funeral home. The NICU doc said that his 20+ years of experience and a gut feeling told him that Myles wouldn't make it. Of course we were absolutely devastated, but we refused to give up on Myles. We spent the whole day with Myles telling him how much we loved him, how proud of him we were, we encouraged him to keep up the fight, but also told him that we understood if it was too much to continue. We held his little hands and feet and admired him all day.


Many of our friends and family came to meet Myles on his 4th day of age. My bff's, L & J, my parents, J's mom, and my brother, had all met Myles on his birthday, but a few others came to meet him for the very 1st time. Everyone who met Myles thought he was absolutely perfect and they all cheered him on! Auntie D and Uncle J brought Myles a little stuffed lion named Growwl. It was so cute and so fitting. A lion is a symbol of courage, so we put it in Myles's isollette to watch over him, to give him some company, and to help him continue to find the courage to keep up his heroic fight!