Time, seems to stop moving, but continues to fly by. It seems like the other day we were bringing Holden home from the hosptial and starting our new life as a family of 3. But now back to reality, it's been 16 months..... 16 months since I last held him in my arms. He would be 17 months old on the 27th of this month, and the real true kicker - He'd be 17 months and his sister is going to be a month old on the 17! What the heck were we thikning. we would of had 2 kids under the age of 2!!!!!! HOLY CRAP, i'd be pulling my hair out and it would have been worse when I was still pregnant with Paige and was sick 24/7.
As the time gets closer for Paige to be 31 days old..... my fear continues to grow, but my prayers seem to be said more and more. I keep telling myself that Paige is going to be ok, that her big brother is watching over her and keeping her safe. We've stayed inside pretty much everyday (except to go to church on sunday's and today was the 1st day that we actually went out shopping with Paige, otherwise we stay at home, or 1 of us goes and does the errands). Each time we lay her down we are watching her like a hawk, making sure that she's breathing. At times when we touch her we slightly wake her up, but I don't care, I'll deal with the problems that might arise. I'm scared... but I know that God has a plan for Paige, and that she is our angel sent from heaven above from God and her big brother Holden.
Holden Adym Jonathan