The Saturday before Thanksgiving we went to the mall, and we told the kids they could pick something from the Disney store. My boy chose a necklace. Obviously, he could not be prouder of that necklace!
The next morning, I was getting ready for church, and I got a phone call. It was THE call. The call that there was a heart for our baby!
Getting ready to be taken back...talking with the surgeon.
(photo cred: Jen Biddison)
Our girl had some setbacks, and ended up having another open chest surgery just a week later.
How many people does it take to get one tiny girl a CT scan? Seven. And forty-five minutes of work for a nine minute scan.
Finally, after weeks, our girl got to take a little wagon ride out of her room.
Getting a hair cut. He's clearly a fan...
This girl... that crinkled up nose. It makes me happy.
I love her artwork.
Christmas day in the hospital.
Together as a family.
Recovering after her cath.
Home is where the heart is. And these three have my heart.
What keeps her home...
She laughs...without fear of the future.