Elijah, Andy, and I made another trip tonight. Over the river and through the woods to the grandparent’s house we went. We’re at my parent’s house tonight and will be seeing both sets of grandparents this weekend. Elijah will be getting lots of hugs and kisses! (We’re so blessed!) Well, I suppose I should be getting to bed soon. Elijah has been doing fantastically well sleeping through the night most of the time. We feel so blessed, but I wonder if this will change when he is taken off of Phenobarbital. Anyway, we’re enjoying it while it lasts and trying to get our rest.
This is a story of overcoming the odds, putting trust in God, and the miracle of prayer. Our son, Elijah, was born in August of 2007. As a result of the oxygen deprivation that occured during his birth he spent his first three (agonizing) weeks in the hospital. When he was seven days old, we were told that Elijah had "severe brain damage" on both sides of his brain. At that moment we entered Elijahland and we've been here ever since. We're learning to live with the diagnoses Elijah has started to accumulate, but mostly we're grateful that God chose us to be his parents. It is truly a privilege to live in Elijahland with our handsome boy. Thanks for visiting.