Dear Sydney,
It has been so long since I last wrote on your blog. But now that your surgery is over, my thoughts and emotions aren't running around like crazy so writing has been put on the back burner...which I am sad about. I will do better.

It has now been 7 weeks since your surgery. Every day I am grateful that your surgery is in the past and no longer in the future. In our family prayers every night we always express our gratitude for your good health and your new heart. How lucky we are.

You went to the Dr. today for your 4 month check-up. Yes, yes, I know...you are 5 1/2months old. But there was a method to the madness. The cardiologist said that you weren't allowed to have any immunizations for 6 weeks before and after your surgery so we had to delay your 4 month check-up because you were supposed to get a few immunizations. Anyways...you are now in the 25th percentile for weight (which is incredible because before your surgery you were only in the 3rd percentile), the 25 percentile for height, and 75th percentile for your head! Ha ha...I thought your head was growing. It just goes to prove that it actually was! But it's ok Syd. Everyone on my side of the family has a big head too including me. So don't worry. People with big heads turn out all right. :) Oh and I failed to mention that you now weigh 13 lbs. 9 oz. Woo hoo!

I wish I had pictures to show of you. But the battery to the camera is dead and the battery charger is still in a box somewhere that I am yet to locate. But don't worry...you're still cute. In fact I think you have gotten cuter since your last photo-op.

Last weekend you spent time in Seattle with the Moon side of the family. We had so much fun. You met your cousin Chyanne for the first time and we discovered that you two have the same feet. Hopefully those feet treat both of you well. You can thank your Dad for those tootsies of yours!

Your sleeping is slowly improving. You probably wake up about every 2 hours now. It's better than every half-hour so we are not complaining. The other morning I woke up to you in our bed. I assumed your Dad put you there. Well- he assumed that I put you there. So really, we're not sure how you got in our bed. We were both so tired neither of us remember what happened that night.We don't even know who fed you in the middle of the night. At least we are all alive and well. Hopefully we won't have anymore of those kinds of nights. Oops.

We love you. You are our joy and bring so much laughter into our lives. I've missed writing to you. I'll do better.

Love always, Mom