Imagine bleeding at 16 wks. Thinking you are going to lose your baby.

Imagine being told you have to make it 24 weeks or your baby wont survive.

Imagine being on bedrest for 13 weeks. (It was worth it though)!!!!

Imagine to find out it was from a low lying placenta and also a incompetent cervix.

Imagine having surgery while you are pregnant.

Imagine crying for joy when you find out on a ultrasound your baby weighs over a pound and has a chance for survival.

Imagine thinking your water broke and it was blood.

Imagine your placenta detaching.

Imagine having a emergency C-Section.

Imagine being told 15 more minutes and both of us would of died from blood loss.

Imagine having your son at 29 wks. weighing 2 Pounds 9 Ounces.

Imagine him being taken 1 hour away from you that night. Never to hold him right after he was born. To know if he would live or die. And not be able to be there with him because you are so drugged up from having a C-Section.

Imagine the first time we got to see his beautiful face.

Imagine the first few weeks of life a NEC scare, A heart murmur, Grade 2 ROP, A grade 4 bleed.

Imagine being told by your doctor you have a choice to remove the vent and let him die, because he had a bleed.

Imagine me refusing to let my son die without a fight.

Imagine the doctor telling you your son may never walk or talk.

Imagine having him baptized not knowing if his is going to live or die.

Imagine him coming home after a 88 day stay in the NICU.

Imagine him smiling and laughing.

Imagine him beating all the odds. (Knock on wood)

Imagine his mother loves him more than life itself.

Imagine him beating all the odds.

Candy
Mom to Seth