David Turns Three!
Happy third birthday to David James!
I enjoyed going back to read his birth story, a cold induction due to pre-eclampsia with my homebirth midwife acting as my doula in the hospital (click here for a trip down memory lane).
David is actually the first of the children to celebrate a second birthday in this home, as we moved into it just over a year ago. Click here for another trip down memory lane, which I found poignant because Grandmom and Pop-Pops were able to be here for that birthday, as they were present for almost every single birthday of their dozen grandchildren in three different states. However, Grandmom is still recovering from ventilator damage from her severe COVID, so she is isolated and alone (a barbaric policy) in her acute long-term care facility after five months . . . not here with us for a birthday. We miss her.
Everything is a little bit strange in the Bizarro World of Cancer that we are living in. This past week, David has told me repeatedly that he is turning five years old, has a lump in his belly, and is going to start Kindergarten next week. It is poignant for me to see how a tiny little boy is processing his big brother's cancer and accompanying positive attention Thomas is receiving.
Has not mastered 'three' with his fingers yet
Thomas (5) drew David and Goliath for David's card