My Evan is sick.

Strange for me to bring that up, huh?  Especially since I ask daily for prayers for my boy.

I’m sad for him. His heart is sick and there is no “cure” for a CHD.  Just operations to get him almost whole…

But, there have been moments lately where I forget that his heart needs fixing.

It’s been in the silly songs I sing.

It’s been in the slow dances to the beep of the machines.

It’s been in the angry cries at bath time.

It’s been in the quiet moments where I smooth back his hair and tell him I love him.

It’s been in the million kisses I give him all over his sweet face.

It’s been in the deep breaths I take of his sweet baby smell.

It’s been in the warmth of his body as I hold him in the middle of the night.

It’s been in the counting of the perfect 10 fingers and 10 toes.

It’s been in the stares we give one another as I look into his beautiful eyes.

It’s been in those moments that I forget that I have a heart baby and just remember that he’s just my baby.


“Thanks be to God for this indescribable gift!” 2 Corinthians 9:15