Bentley Thomas

My son was born a “super premie”, and weighed only 1.8 pounds. He came at just a mere 24 weeks. It was super scary and I had no idea how to control the uncontrollable. He had to stay in the NICU for 3.5 months. He had some breathing problems at first and had to be intubated. It was hard seeing all the wires and tubes coming out of my little boy. I was extremely scared to even feed him at first. He was so small he literally got in the palm of my hand. I know people say thy a lot and may even exaggerate a little, but he was actually smaller than the inside of my palm. I was just scared to hurt him so I didn’t feed him for a couple weeks. It was scary at first but as time went on he finally came off the assisted breathing and was able to breathe on his own. No easy feat for a human this size and under this circumstance, but he did it. I was finally able to hold my baby boy and feed him. It was a relieving feeling. Everything was turning out for the better. After the 3.5 months of being in the NICU, we were finally able to take this little guy home. He had so much therapy to do the first couple of years of his life. It was just so daunting and draining. I felt bad for him having to go through everything he has gone through. Doctor appointment after doctor appointment, shot after shot, therapy after therapy. It was just so much for anyone to go through. Fast forward 6 years and other than a mild case of autism, you would have never known the complications and rough start to this little guy has had to endure through his life. He is my little fighter and if he can accomplish what he has in the span and under the circumstances that he has, anyone can do anything. I wanted to get a tattoo for him but couldn’t decide on what. I saw this Bruce lee tattoo in a magazine and I know what an amazing fighter Bruce lee was. So, I got the tattoo for my little fighter. I know my son will do great things in life and this tattoo is to remind me that if my son can do it, so can I.