And he had lived. My miracle baby.
But he'd been fragile. So fragile and the doctors had told me, that getting him past the infancy stage would require a lot of 24/7 care because he was allergic to a lot of things. Allergies to dairy, eggs, and nuts. Asthma that flared up with any change in weather or exposure to pollen. A compromised immune system that meant every cold turned into bronchitis, every scrape took weeks to heal, rather than days.
I'd been vigilant through it all, as I made sure I controlled his diet rigidly, kept him on a strict schedule, and I also went further to limit most of his fun activities to things that wouldn't trigger his asthma or risk injury, not caring that my son didn't like it and craved freedom, throwing tantrums to make a point, but I had stood firm throug
