Since my last post, things got crazy in the A household. We were finally finding our routine, our normal after introducing another member to our family. And N threw us yet another curveball. A big scary curveball. I turned to leave the room to spend some time with E before his nap and as I got to the door something told me I needed to turn around. To get closer to my son. That’s when I noticed something was horribly wrong. *enter 911* I thought I knew what pain was. I didn’t. Pain is holding your child and not knowing what the future is going to hold and crying out…