https://www.google.co.uk/amp/s/www.mamamia.com.au/mia-freedman-family/amp/
This got me in the feels this morning and now I'm a blubbering mess. I only have one son (have 4 DD's) we've been through a lot together. He was born 4 weeks early one a freezing cold November morning at 6:15am weighing 5ib 4oz.He had a heart murmur and a tongue tie and was born with club feet, I remember the pain he went through when they would turn and cast his legs every week from 10 weeks old until he was 10 months. It broke my heart every week to hear his screams.
He went on to have 6 operations from age 10 months- 15 years and every time it scared the life out of me. He's 17 now and taller than me he lives with his dad but pops in regular, but as he gets older I feel him more and more slipping away from me and becoming solely independent and I don't know how we got here, it's like he went from a boy to a young adult over night 