When I’m at home without you, pumping or missing you (which is most of my day if I’m not with you!), I look at pictures of you on my phone. I can’t believe how far you have come in 5 short weeks. It makes me especially sad to look back on my precious Harris because you struggled the most, my sweet boy. One of the first pictures of your daddy holding you is when your skin was still extremely red after birth and your little arm is hanging limp by your side. It literally breaks my heart. When you would cry, I would cry. I will never forget your raspy and desperate cries where your little throat would get dry because you had the CPAP on your head so that you could breathe. I’m so beyond relieved that you feel so much better and are so much more comfortable now.