As you can all imagine, the last few months have been incredibly intense. I won’t even get into the hospital trauma where I almost died (that’s for another time). Instead, I just want to jump forward past all the horrendous stuff and adjust my focus on the good – Joaquin!
Here’s a fun journey of his life, thus far, through pictures!
Proud mama bird. Every pound I gained was a victory with chemo keeping me from any serious appetite.
At 20 weeks. The same week we started chemo
Just after delivery 7/8/2015. Even though he was only 1.5 lbs, we never had any doubt that he’d make it home
First time I got to hold him. I was in so much pain from the spinal headaches but none of it mattered when I got to hold him
Sasha’s first time holding him
A few days after delivery, I ended up in the ICU with a blood pressure related brain damage that resolved itself 6 weeks later. During that time, it was almost impossible for me to get to the NICU, so when I was too sick to be with him, we found ways to be together
Either the nurses would send me photographs, or I’d get to FaceTime with him. It made me feel so much better just getting to see him
Together again. When I had the strength, this was the ideal way to be with Joaquin.
Hero Joaquin two weeks old
Sasha’s wedding band around his wrist. This image really reminds us of just how small he was
Three Weeks Old. This was around the time I found out I had C. Diff (a very contagious stomach bacteria) so I wouldn’t be allowed to visit him until it was gone
One month old. This photo broke my heart. For not being there, and b/c he looks miserable and I wish I could hold him.
FaceTime with him always saved me from whatever health nonsense I went through
Back Together after two weeks apart. I missed him so much!!!!
Beautiful art given to Joaquin to spruce up his lodgings at the NICU. We didn’t know how much longer he’d have to be there.
6 weeks old.
8 weeks old and almost ready to come home!
On our way to pick up Joaquin from his last day at the NICU
First time in his car seat
His NICU nurses on the day he left. Everyone was so helpful and loving. It was such an emotional day
Home Day 1. Sept 6th 2015
This was taken on Sept 7th, the day he was originally supposed to be born. Just over 4 lbs and not quite fitting into any of his clothes
He received a welcome letter from the Obamas!!
Our first walk around the neighborhood
One week home and getting comfy
Starting to learn all his cute faces
3 months old and he lost the top part of his hair 🙂
3 months old. 1 month home. It’s slowly getting easier. We had such a difficult transition into parenthood. I was still struggling with my health, Sasha caught a flu, our A/c went out during a heat wave, I didn’t get more than an hour of sleep at a time for a couple of weeks until my mom came to the rescue and stayed with us for 3 weeks. But his little face always gave me strength to keep going. It still does.
Slowly getting used to this parenthood thing!
We’re tired, but we’re making it work. As I prep for a surgery next month, we’ve had to hire some help to assist us with Joaquin. This is a huge financial sacrifice for us, but it gives me the opportunity to rest and strengthen up before surgery. It’s a small surgery where they will remove roughly 10 lymph nodes from under my right arm to check for any remnants of cancer that may have survived the chemo. It means I won’t be able to use my arm for around 3 – 6 weeks. Impossible to think of when it seems I need 5 arms to care for Joaquin! But we’re making it work with the help of some incredibly generous friends and family. We’ve been blown away by the amount of support we’ve been receiving from so many. It is especially meaningful to see our busiest friends and family take time out of their hectic lives to help us out when we need it most.
Thank you for checking in!
So much love,