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Happy 3 week Birthday Aaron - our little miracle!

Dear Sweet baby boy,
We have had quite enough excitement for awhile! Can we slow down here for a little bit? This week you had 1 "procedure" and 2 surgeries. First, at the beginning of the week you had a Broviac (or central line) placed in you. You were going through IV lines and A-lines pretty quickly because your veins are so tiny, so the Broviac was inserted by the surgeon, Dr. Katz, and it should last you for a lot longer. All week the doctors and nurses were watching what they had diagnosed as NEC very closely and Wednesday one of the worst things had happened, you had "Free-air" which meant surgery...NOW!!! Mommy had just gotten to the hospital when daddy called and said he just spoke to the doctor and you would be having surgery right away. I had the shortest conversation ever with Grandma Pam - I told her "Aaron's having surgery today", she said she was on her way and we hung up. Daddy called Grammy Vicki to tell her what was going on she was on her way as well. When Dr. Katz came she decided to put in a drain rather than do the full surgery and she would be able to see at least some of the intestine to see if it was damaged. Mommy, Daddy, Grandma, Grammy, and Pastor Al waited patienly for the procedure to be over. The Dr. Ritterman came to get mommy and daddy. What they feared was coming true - you did have a perforation and you did have dead intestine - Thursday they would do the full surgery.

Mommy and Daddy we so sad and scared that night - we put out prayer chains and requests EVERYWHERE we could - people prayed so hard that night and on Thursday - your Great Aunt even organized a prayer vigil at her church - we hardly slept. Thursday we got on miracle and we thanked God for everything. Before you surgery you were as healthy as they could have asked for - you recovered nicely from the day before. This time Mommy and Daddy waited with Grandma and Pop, Grammy and Pop-Pop, and Pastor Al. Once they started surgery they realized IT WAS NOT NEC (Praise God!!!). It was an internal hernia in your small intestine - they did have to remove a part of it, and now you have a stoma on the middle of you belly - that's how you will poop for about 6 weeks or so - and then they will go back in once you are over 3 lbs and they will put the two ends together. Today was your first full day of recovery (great 3 week birthday, huh?). You are recovering very nicely - you're just very VERY puffy right now (but, you are still the cutest thing I have EVER seen). Hopefully by the middle of next week you will start eating (very slowly).

Dear, sweet, Aaron - we were so happy yesterday with the good news we got - and we know that you'll be feeling a lot better soon! I can't wait to watch you start eating and growing! Mommy and Daddy will continue to be there for you every single day - as daddy tells you" just keep doing your job"! We love you SO much!

Love, hugs and kisses!
Mommy

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Anonymous said…
Our miracle baby Aaron is blessed to have such a great mom and dad. We do thank God each and every day that Aaron will recover from this and grow to be a haalthy boy. I knew he was determined to have the chance to grow up with such loving, kind parents.
Anonymous said…
Baby Aaron we were so excited to hear that you are doing well after your surgeries this week. We all pray for you and your mommmy and daddy every day. May God Bless you and keep you so that you can now recover and get healthy enough to come home. You have a very loving extended family who is just waiting to see you, hold you and kiss your sweet little face.

We LOVE you and pray for you all everyday!

Love,
Kyle, Lisa, Drew and Ben

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