Yesterday was kinda of an emotional day (blame it on the hormones). For some reason all I could keep thinking about was this:
Drs thought we should should abort Mason.(Thankfully not our Drs!)
That Mason was given a 3% chance of survival.
Looking back to January 5th, when our whole life changed, at that point in time I honestly thought Mason would not survive. That the odds were stacked against him. And honestly they were. I remember crying in the shower every night, praying that God would watch over Mason and let him stay here with us. I remember every Dr appt and the feeling of holding our breath, just trying to keep him healthy until delivery. I remember the tears I cried when we started picking out funeral music. There seemed to be so much sadness back then. Just gray & cloudy thoughts. Then God started doing miracles in Mason. Slowly Mason got better. Prayers were being answered.
It took a long hard journey to get Mason here..but he is here! He is doing better than any Dr expected him to. All of that is because of Gods wonderful power. He has great plans for Mason.
So to those who thought Mason shouldnt/couldnt be here ... Look at Gods miracle :
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