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Thursday, June 2, 2011

The birthday boy

It was 10 years ago today that my husband, Greg, and I went through a very dramatic time in our lives. But the person that suffered the most was little Michael, our first born. He was born 10 weeks early (that's 2 1/2 months early in terms of the 9-month gestation period). I gave birth to him at 6 1/2 months. He was so tiny. His entire body would fit in Greg's hand with his little legs hanging over. He looked so helpless. He was strong, though. I found that out early. He just kept fighting to hang on. He was only 3 1/2 pounds when he was born and got down to 3 lbs before he started gaining weight again. Slowly, he started getting bigger and eating better. We would visit him daily; most days, twice a day...driving from Boonville to Columbia and back.

Now, look at him. You would never know that he had to wear a respiratory strap for several months and have RSV shots for 2 years. He has grown into a big, strong boy full of orneriness (just like his father...ha) and curiousity. He is kind and caring and we love him dearly. Happy 10th Birthday, Michael! We love you!
Mom, Dad and Vincent

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