9 months

It's hard to believe how fast nine months goes. It's nine months today since Noah passed away. I miss him so much and think about him all day, every day. I miss him lying on the floor on a blanket in the lounge room. I miss hearing his sounds all day and all night.  I miss his cheeky smiles when he would hear our voices or when we would rub his legs. I miss looking into those big brown eyes. I miss stubbing my toe on his wheelchair that sat in the hallway.   I even miss the routines of having to do everything day and night for him. 


I would give anything to go back nine months ago and be doing all the things for him that he needed - tube feeding, giving medications, suctioning, showering, dressing, changing his happy, moving him in bed at night, giving his nebs, lifting him in and out of his wheelchair, doing physio and everything else to keep him comfortable.

It doesn't sound like a great life, but it was.  He was such a blessing to us as a family, and I would give anything to go back to that again. 

Aaron was always the joker.  Once while Noah was in hospital he pretended he was a doctor called 'Docta Steve' and the joke went on for ages, with him even making a Facebook page for him, but unfortunately I don't know the username or password that he used for it. 

This video makes me smile so much. I would give anything to have him sitting on Aaron's lap having a laugh with us.  Miss them both so much and still can't believe they are both gone.