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Levi's 3rd birthday is next week, and he just got the best birthday present, that I'm not sure even he can fully appreciate yet. He got his G-tube out!!!!


I always think about his incredible life around his birthday, but this milestone really brought tears to my memories.

This was Levi just after coming home on our first therapy outing. We had him connected to so many monitors and wires it was incredible that nothing ripped out that morning. 

We've come so far, and I'd almost forgotten some of my worst days and months after Levi came home. But I'm actually thankful for this blog, which serves as a reminder of the things God has brought us through together. 
While our GI doc wasn't exactly throwing a party over Levi's weight, he did punt the extraction decision to us. Thankfully my hubby was at the appointment for the first time because he wasn't afraid to say YES, TAKE IT OUT! 
Since we haven't used the tube in so long, not much will change around here. We still need to pray for Levi's immune system. We still need to push the Pediasure and encourage frequent meals. 
HOWEVER, this is one less thing for my little man to deal with on his little body. Also, we won't have to make sure we are medically suited every time we leave the house in case of an accidental removal. 
The other amazing answer to prayer: Levi's sight has already closed on its own! Some bellies require additional surgery if the wound doesn't heal automatically. Now Levi has a second little belly button. It seriously looks like another belly button, which I guess makes sense since he was nourished for a significant period of time through both buttons. :) 

Thank you so much for praying for us! What a special gift!



~Button Buster

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