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So fast forward, surgery complete, thomas is allowed to come home and we finally as mother and father get time to spend with our boy, unsure of the unknown, unsure what will happen.

Also on a side note, thomas’s mother seriously went through it all too, not being awake at the time her baby was born, blood transfusions, almost died twice. I couldnt be more proud of them both if i tried.

So thomas is home, forward to today, thomas has physio, dietician, has 5 teeth, and is truly absolutely thriving! He truly shown that nothing can hold you back, as co parenting goes we are doing well, its rough at times when i miss him and wish i was waking up to him everyday but im trying to cope.

Hes 15 months on, considering 4 days in we was told he wouldnt make it.. hes starting to learn to crawl and is getting there bless him! He will get there, look how far he is come so far!

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So where do i begin? Lets go back to the start at 9.50pm on the 1st of February. This is the date my beautiful boy was born and first entered the world. To say this was a rocky start is putting this lightly. Thomas’s due date was the 1st of April so he was 8 weeks premature and weighed 3.2 pounds. Thomas entered the world and was straight away faced with challenges and obstacles to over come. He was on oxygen, he had jaundice, he was struggling to cope with his early enter into this world. Thomas was in hospital for a month plus and as a new father this was challenging but fuck that, imagine being this small and struggle to face and complete the most basic things. Thomas went through multiple challenges, oxygen, vitamins and basically struggled through it all. He was then diagnosed with hydrocephalus and at just 3 weeks old went through brain surgery, to say my baby went through challenges is to put it lightly. The only thing that kept me going was my love for him. Imagine seeing your small baby in a ambulance so small? To see him struggle fight at so young, imagine how that felt? Imagine the pain.. imagine being scared to hold him because your scared youll break him cause how tiny he was, your beautiful proudest moment and just being scared and worried. No sleep. Being at hospital 12 hours a day whilst holding down a job. Was it all worth it? 100 percent, to see my baby succeed thrive and be the beautiful boy he is today.