Cole's broken arm didn't slow him down much. In fact, the day of the surgery he took a long nap when we got home from the hospital, but when Alyssa got home from school, all he wanted to do was run around the house. He even snuck out the back door and ran out into the yard, when some friends stopped by. We were so nervous he was going to trip again. We had to make him stay on the sofa and watch cartoons.
The night of Cole's surgery, I threw up. I hoped this pregnancy would be different and not so bad, but it just got worse each week. By Easter I was on a home IV. Cole and I had lots of snuggle time.
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