“He looks good.  Once we get everything squared away, we’ll get you guys out of here and and let you go home!”


The doctor said the word.  The “H” word.


I’m excited.  I’m scared.  I’m thankful.

I look at my precious boy, my heart becomes whole for him, and I can’t believe the day has come.

It’s been almost 3 weeks.

Three weeks since I held him for the first time.

Three weeks of ups and downs.

Three weeks of trials.

Three weeks of victories.

And this is just the beginning.

The doctor ended our conversation with, “So we’ll send you home.  Get him to a good weight, let him grow, and then we’ll see about getting his surgery scheduled in the next few months.”


Oh boy.  The hard part hasn’t even come.

But today, I rejoice in this miracle that God has given me.  I rejoice because we are so honored to be Evan’s parents.  I rejoice because God has answered so many prayers.  I rejoice because God has seen me through so much already.  I rejoice because I know this is just the beginning of His plan for Evan.

We look to tomorrow with hope.  Evan will continue to fight.  I’ll continue to pray.

We’ll continue to pray for our heart friends who are going through surgeries as we speak.  We’ll continue to pray for other heart warriors who have earned their Angel wings far to soon.  We’ll continue to pray for every family, every child, every new diagnosis, every tear that falls, every broken heart.

Today, we rejoice.  Today is a good day.

God is good all the time.  All the time, God. IS. GOOD.




  1. Yay for home!!!! I’m continuing to pray!

  2. yay!! congratulations!! so glad he can be HOME to grow and have a normal baby time and worry about other stuff later!!!! and he’ll get to meet big sister!!! what a blessing!!!! 🙂