This is my first blog about my son. I do have a separate blog that's just all me and issues I go through but I thought it would be nice to have one that was just about my son. I probably should have done this a long time ago but never really had the time but it helps me (once again) get into the habit of writing everyday so here we go.
Yesterday we went to our Community Pool Party that they hold annually to "officially" open the pool. So I got him in his little swimsuit and lathered up the sun screen took the race car floaty and went down there with a friend. He had a blast. Once he got use to the water and once I firmly told a couple of kids to not splash around him he was just a little water baby. He especially loved it because my niece was there along with the girl I babysit and another little girl who lives on property and they took him for most of the time (under my watchful eye). He had a great time splashing around in the water and then we ate and went back into the water. By then he was pretty much over it so we left after about two hours of swimming and came home. A perk was that he even got to swim with Daddy for awhile as he took a break from working (he works where we live) and took his son for a swim. It was amazingly fun and of course he took a great nap afterwards.
This is so wonderful for me because this time last year was still a rough patch for my son health wise. Come the 13th of June it will have been one year since he had open heart surgery to repair his VSD and pulmonary stenosis brought on earlier then we anticipated because of what I guess could be called a blessing in disguise. he fell out of the car seat from the coffee table and I went to the ER and from there they found out that his oxygen levels were low in his blood and decided he needed the surgery right now. We were in the hospital almost all of June from the 9th to 26th pretty much the longest we'd been in the hospital. As a result of all the health stuff I didn't take him swimming but once last year in late August for a cousin's birthday. I've been very cautious with him because the first few months of his life told me how fragile children can be. Happily though it also showed me that he is a very resilient little man. My son is a fighter and can survive a lot so I'm happy to know that he seems to have both his parents nature in that we don't get knocked down so easily. He's a fighter and while I may not appreciate this nature all the time in the later years now I am glad that he is. Because he was able to survive and have his first swimming day and have a great time doing it.
So there is the first blog for my son. I don't exactly how I'll write it may be updated formats and/or letters to my son to let him read when he gets older but I'm looking forward to ti.
