Let me tell you a story about these two babies.
When I was pregnant with Libby, Jake and I were both terrified something was going to be wrong. The ultrasound specialists kept a close eye on her, and said everything looked great. We took that with a grain of salt, because nothing majorly wrong showed on Stocktons many ultrasounds. He was supposed to only have clubfoot.
As my pregnancy went by we waited anxiously, excited at the thought of a healthy girl and terrified of something going wrong. We talked on and on about how amazing it would be to watch a healthy baby not struggle, and about how hard it would be to watch Stocktons younger sister surpass him. It sounds crazy but it's a conversation we had daily.
When Libby came 8 weeks early via emergency C-section... that healthy baby girl was a question mark once again. Being born at 32 weeks can easily cause many health problems and we just didn't know what her life would be.
Fast forward to now, our little preemie is nearly 9 months old, healthy as can be, and has indeed surpassed her older brother. Seeing her meeting all these milestones is exciting, humbling, and beautiful.
We are so grateful for these ordinary miracles but just as we feared it stings knowing there are many of these things Stockton won't experience.
I feel like such a terrible mom, being simultaneously proud and heartbroken. They are both miracles in their own way.
I love their relationship. Stockton loves when Libby cries and Libby giggles when she sees her brother. I know Libby will grow to be just as loving and protective of Stockton as Dallas is.
Be grateful for the little things, the tiny things that you don't even think twice to notice... they are ALL miracles.
While Stocky doesn't get these little miracles, it comforts my heart knowing he experiences HUGE miracles that most of us will never achieve.❤️ #teamstocktonperry #stocktonstrong #perrypartyof5 #stocktonandlibby #libertyjude #blessed #ordinarymiracle #siblings #preemie #undiagnosed #medicalmystery #medicalmiracle