Five Years Ago...

... at 10.50 p.m - after many years of hoping and praying and crying and hoping again-

a baby boy was born,

almost five weeks premature.

An hour later, a doctor went to his mummy's room

to let her know he had trouble breathing

and would stay at the intensive care unit.

On the third day of his life,

the same doctor

told his parents

"we're all good now; he is probably out of danger now".

Probably? Probably?

mummy was devastated.

She hadn't realised his life was in danger.

And what did probably mean?
Day 18, a healthy boy came home with mummy and daddy.

He is now 5.

(birthday cake for school party)

(birthday cake for birthday boy, mummy and daddy;

can you see the sea-boat-sail pattern?)

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEETIE!