He’s now 2lb and 10oz. Holding him was magical and so calming after everything that has happened this past few weeks.

5 days after his birth, I had to undergo emergency laparotomy and that ended in my small intestine being removed a colostomy bag placed. I wasn’t able to see him since last Saturday. I lost my breast milk, I lost all those first bonding moments that that my SO got instead. I was heartbroken and still angry about it. But I’m alive, I’m still here to be his mother and that is/has to be enough. My life is forever changed but at least I’m here for my children.