I was so happy his Oma wore this special shirt when she came to see him in the hospital.
We are grateful for our blessings but we continue to miss the little big sister that watches from above.
Felix was born at 41 weeks 6 days. It was hard to go that long as my emotions warred against each other. Knowing increased risk and how horrible that 'risk' could be. And also knowing that if all went well it was better for our littlest one to be in as long as he needed to be.
Here are a few pics of his first days...
Visits from his two biggest brothers
Getting an EKG thanks to his big sister. All looks good so far.