Belated Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving was last Friday, November 24th in the US and lots of our friends here in the UK have asked me how our Thanksgiving was, to which I've replied sheepishly 'we ordered pizza'. Which is true. I barely have time to make porridge right now let alone a turkey but that's beside the point. I've been giving the wrong answer.

Our Thanksgiving was great, for so many reasons:

• We have Aaron. A year ago he was a squirming, kicking shadow on the ultrasound and now he's a crawling, giggling bright-eyed little boy who fills every day with joy - even when he's being a monkey.
• Aaron can see. We've been advised that his congenital glaucoma is a mild case, we caught it early and we have a progressive doctor who was able to do the full 360 degree trabeculotomy on both of Aaron's eyes.
• We have an incredible support network here and in the US, who are always available for coffees, wine, Facetime calls, and the odd meltdown.
• Aaron's care is covered on the NHS. I don't even want to think about what an operation like this would cost and the drops he gets every day aren't cheap either.
• The very fact that Moorfields exists. An entire hospital, just for eyes, so close to home and complete with an expert specialist in congenital glaucoma. 

The list could go on forever really, but I thought it was important to at least capture a few things we are especially thankful for here and now. Hopefully the next time someone asks about Thanksgiving, I'll remember more than what we ate.

We woke him up to take him to a Christmas tree festival. Look at his eyes! Wide open in such bright light.

Taking a break from crawling

Mummy's little turkey