different

No mistakes here...Just different...

A year ago, I remember vividly sitting here, on holiday, a week after finding out the doctors fatal prognosis for Ethan. We were devastated. We sat here crying with my brother and sister-in-law, in total dispair. Then I remember thinking for he first time, what if our baby does survive, but he can’t move his arms or legs? How will he walk? How will he eat? Play? Draw? And so many more things.

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