Blessed

It's way too late.. I should definitely be sleeping, but my mind is going. A friend from high school lives in Las Vegas w/ her fiancé and 4 daughters. The youngest was diagnosed w/ a heart abnormality very early in pregnancy and it was known that she would have surgeries immediately. I want to say that around 4-6 days after birth she had her first open heart surgery and just had her second yesterday. 2 open heart surgeries in less that 9 months. I don't remember her birthday exactly. She's been posting updates and photos on Facebook and I can't help but feel sick to my stomach. How blessed am I? How incredibly blessed are Chris and I to not only have the three children that we do, but they are all perfectly healthy? How did we get so lucky? I can not begin to imagine what it must feel like to hand your precious baby over to a team of doctors, to be sedated and sawed into. The thought literally makes me sick. I feel for Rachelle and her fiancé more than I can express. As sorry and I am for them though, I wish and pray to never ever know what they are going through. My only ask in this life is for my children to remain as healthy as they are today.

It makes me think about how often I get frustrated w/ my kids. How easily it is for me to sit down and shake my head or raise my voice to Emery... and not that this will change it, because tomorrow morning when I'm exhausted and she's whining for something, I will probably do the same, but I am the luckiest girl I know. My kids are wonderful, amazing, HEALTHY and stole my heart the second I knew I was carrying them. There is nothing like this. Motherhood. Nothing.

Thoughts, hopes and prayers for Rachelle and her family tonight and everything forward. God Bless you Baby Cora.