Pat, sadly, was unable to make it and neither did my mom. I will forever be grateful for my sister, who was there for me through it ALL. One of the first people to know, the first to come over and tell me it would be ok-that this was a miracle and we should all be excited, the first to go to a dr apt with me, and the first to be by my side the three times I was admitted into the hospital. She was the very first, besides the Drs to see Ryder. Thank you, Katie, for being an amazing supporter and for being there for me when I needed you most.
Here we are, 6 months later, and I have the sweetest baby in the world. I cannot believe that my newborn isn't here anymore, but when I look at this sweet baby sitting up, holding his bottle, rolling over, eating, and trying to pull up, I can't help but be amazed and in awe at how God has blessed me. If you know our story, you know it could have gone a completely different direction and we could be in a very different place today. But God knew the future. He had plans for Pat and me. I held on to Him-though it was hard at times-and I will forever be thankful for my family--my extended and my immediate.
Waiting for surgery with my sister, Katie.
Holding my sweet Ryder for the first time before he was taken to the NICU
Only mommy and daddy could touch him for a week
Daddy was the very first person to get to hold Ryder for any real length of time
6 months later....
Happy and smiling
sleeping blonde baby
Eating prunes....yummy














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