3 January 2007
Today our son reaches six weeks of age. He was born at 24 weeks' gestation and is still fighting a daily battle for life. This blog is mostly a bit of therapy for me, his Mum, but also as a record of his struggle for existence and our daily struggle to cope with the ups and downs of such a premature baby.
I'll probably have a mix of current and old information in this blog - depending on my mood, Max's mood, and what I feel like working on at the time.
He's a beautiful boy, much loved, much wanted, and he is a tough little fighter who has beaten many odds in his journey so far. Long may you continue, little man.
