Life

Life is never really fair is it?  We (at least I do!) can hear our parents telling us as children that life isn't fair.  But at that time it's because we can't go to this concert or eat ice cream for dinner.

It's later in life when you realize that it really isn't fair, not at all.

Patrick and I were Blessed with our sweet Dylan.  He was a miracle in so many ways, the first being that the doctors couldn't believe he survived the pregnancy.  As a science person, I get it.  If something isn't right, cells have an internal mechanism, that goes "whoops something isn't right here, time to self destruct"  and our bodies do this too with pregnancies.  That's why the high occurrence of miscarriages.
But that didn't happen with Dylan.

We had a decision to make.  The doctors couldn't tell us what caused Dylan's issues, so we held out hope that maybe, just maybe it was a one time fluke (which does happen). As it was, if it was a genetic issue, we were told that it was a 1 in a MILLION chance that you would find someone in the population with the same defect (we ALL have genetic defects in our DNA).  We knew the risks and the possible outcome, and we made a decision.

What did we want more than anything? A biological baby between the two of us.  So try again we did, and we got pregnant right away (just as we did with Dylan)...again evidence that life is unfair.  We have no issues getting pregnant, while I have family and friends that struggle with that alone.

We were and are excited and were and are terrified.

We found out a few weeks ago that our little boy, Noah Dylan, will have the same issues as his big brother, Dylan.

Again, Life is unfair.

We are doing our best to stay positive and enjoy the moments we have with Noah while he is with us.  Taking bump pictures, taking him to a Packer game, and listening to actual rock-n-roll music.

Please if you have them to spare, keep my little family in your thoughts and prayers.