I see you!

We got into a routine. The doctors would check my son and see if I had any questions. All of the doctors, just like the nurses, are some of the best humans I have ever met. They treated us with so much kindness, respect, and care.

My son was awake. However not conscious of where he is. I would leave to see and check on my other kids when I returned. I would tell him I was back and what I had done with his siblings. One day as I was talking to him, I called his name and said, "mommy is here. Can you look at mommy" he turned, and our eyes locked, and I saw him back. I saw that he knew who I was. Tears started to fall down my cheek. I turned to the 1:1 nurse and said, "he looked at me, right?! You saw that!" With tears in her eyes, she said, "yes, I have seen it before, and your baby is back." The feeling I felt was similar to when I first held him in my arms when he was born. It was a magical time.

It was the beginning of so many new things. Yes, it was little things. In that room and in that hospital, we celebrate little things. They are not small accomplishments. They are miracles!

A few weeks passed, and the doctors would come in, and my son started to notice when they entered the room. He began to respond to their voices. They were turning side to side in response to what they were asking.

One of the things they suggested was to make his room feel like home. Since we would be there for a while, it helps kids feel more comfortable. So I got him stuffed animals. Giant posters with pictures of him and his loved ones. Blankets for his bed. I wanted him to be as comfortable as he could. I think I went a little overboard and even hung shelves for decoration.

One day as the doctors were saying bye to my son, they waved at him. They said, "can you wave bye?" I could see that he was thinking. He was trying to do it and was confused why he couldn't do it. I knew this. After all, I was his mom because I knew my son. Then as they walked to the door, they turned one last time and said "Bye" as they waved. My son's little hand moved just the slightest for all of us to see that he was trying to wave!