3 Years...

3 years. 3 years ago I handed my baby over to a nurse who took him away. 3 years ago I sat in the OR waiting room of Children's Hospital Boston watching the seconds tick by like hours. The hours like days. 3 years ago I felt fear and panic every time the waiting room nurses walked by. 3 years ago I sat in almost complete silence with my husband as we waited for news for our sweet little baby who was in the OR unhooked from his heart in an attempt to save his life. 3 years ago I tried desperately to read the face of Dr. Fynn Thompson, as he explained Micah's surgery, to figure out if Micah would survive. 3 years ago I saw my little baby, with tubes and wires coming out of his tiny body, and seeing his cheek pink for the very first time. 3 years ago, Micah SAT'd at 100% for the first time. 3 years ago began a journey of wonderful ups and terrifying downs. 3 years ago today, Micah had his TOF repair and the first of many surgeries, illnesses and battles to fight. Micah fought hard and continues to fight to stay here with us. I cannot imagine a way to express my gratitude to Children's Hospital Boston, the amazing staff of 8 South, East and West and ALL of my incredible family and friends who have prayed without ceasing for Micah when he is well and he we don't know what will happen next.