April 8
12 years ago our Pal was born. It really doesn't seem that long ago. I still vividly remember my feelings of panic when I found out he was getting transferred to the NICU. I remember the feeling of helplessness as Mom and I watched him turn purple and then blue in that NICU on the first night while the other nurses congregated around someone else's baby who was in crisis mode. We finally got someone's attention and she came and showed us what to do to help him remember to breathe. I remember his breathing monitor going off accidentally in sacrament meeting and causing a collective breath-holding as everyone wondered exactly what was going on with our baby. He was fine, but we were embarrassed to be the causes of the disruption! I remember moving here and watching Logan race from one end of the house to the other in our furniture-less living room. I remember the haircuts he was constantly giving himself, and the "cooking" I would find him doing...