Off to all different types of doctors we go....
To hear something is "wrong" with your child, is to this day the hardest thing I have ever had to bear. The only thing that makes it worse as well as possibly better, is the fact that we don't know what it is or isn't.
At 10 days shy of 9 months, my beautiful boy, cannot roll, sit up, or crawl.He has incredibly low muscle tone. He is the light of my life. The thoughts of what if and what is it, have been keeping me awake at night. He just smiles up at me through it all. If he can see that I've been crying he touches my face and snuggles into me. Everything swirls in my head. Am I able to take care of a special child? How do I save him from the hurt of this world? What will he grow up to be?
The answers come to me just as swiftly. I would go to the end of the Earth for my son. If someone ever hurt him, it would take everything in my power not to hurt them. Who knows what he'll grow up to be, but I have faith in my tiny boy. We are a family of survival, we will endure. He will be okay.
Mommy loves you, through to my last breath, Zachary.