Thankful Thursday - Beautiful Births and Bad Diagnoses
Today I am guest posting over at Life, Love and Mommyhood for her "Thankful Thursday" series. Please head over and check out her wonderful blog! ______
I've always loved Thanksgiving. The mashed potatoes and gravy made from turkey giblets. The sweet potato casserole with marshmallows on top. Even cranberry, which has never been my particular favorite, tastes good to me on Thanksgiving.
The only thing I don't like about this holiday where we gather together with family, eat lots of food, and give thanks for the things we usually take for granted, is that it happens once a year.
Just over a year ago I gave birth to a baby boy. The most amazing thing happened when I saw his face for the first time... I was overwhelmed with thankfulness. He was alive, he was breathing, he was looking up at me with the most beautiful dark eyes. He was, in every way, perfect.
I enjoyed 24 hours of this complete bliss before being blindsided with the news that there was something wrong with my precious little boy's heart. After seeing a pediatric heart specialist, we were told that he was born with two holes in his heart. One was small and they believed it would eventually close on it's own, but the other was large and we were told would need surgery to fix in as little as 6-8 weeks.
I left the hospital room and took the elevator down two stories. Holding my 5 day old, 8 pound little bundle of cuteness - I cried the whole way. In that moment, my thankfulness was shattered.
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