A trip down memory lane

Tim was born in September of 1998. In May of that year before he was born I had a Level 2 ultrasound done and found out that he would be born with clubbed feet. I didn't take too many pictures of his feet but this is one I have that show his feet were turned in and up! When he was two weeks old we took him to Children's Hospital in Boston. After his first exam we were told that they would try casting to see how that would work. (I was hoping he wouldn't need surgery!). I was not expecting them to take by 2 week old baby into the casting room and begin that day. They casted his feet by over compensating and turning them in the opposite direction. Let me tell you, not only was he crying but I was a WRECK!!! I cried the whole ride home from Boston and for days.

This picture in one of his first nights with the casts. He had new ones put on every 2 weeks for 6 months. He never needed surgery and I think he has a lovely set of feet now. :)


When he was about two/three years old I took these pictures of him and made a scrapbook page of his feet!

This is what I wrote:

I remember when you were born with clubfeet. I wondered how it would effect your life. When you were two weeks old and got your first casts I cried! I cried because I thought that there would be so much that you would miss out on. I cried because you were so little to be in the discomfort that you would have to endure. I cried because you were going to be different. Now as I look at those sweet little feet of yours I cry again. I am a bit ashamed of myself for putting so much emphasis on your outside appearance. You have helped me to understand unconditional love. I marvel at you! I marvel at your spirit and how it has touched my life. You, my little boy, are a REMARKABLE FEAT!

Watching Tim grow up (I'm not supposed to call him Timmy any more according to him!) I can honestly say it has not made a difference in anything he wants to do. I am very proud of the boy he has become.

take care,
Dawn