Dear Sydney,
Your good eating habits have dwindled. Ugh. Last week you were doing so good but this week you're back to how you used to be. You eat some of your bottle, and then you have to take a break before you come back for the rest. You threw up more than ever yesterday! Wow. It just kept coming. One spew after another. I can't wait for all of this to be over.

A lot of people ask me how I am coping with this whole thing. I think they expect me to be a miserable wreck that can hardly talk about it. Well, I'll admit, that was a pretty good description of me when we first found out about your defect. And it usually is a good description after we get back from your cardiologist appointments. It always takes me a few days to soak in what the Dr. told us and be ok with it. But for the most part, I am handling it pretty well. I feel very positive about this surgery and I know that it will be successful. I can't help but feel grateful that you don't have something worse. Knowing that your defect is curable gives me so much hope. This experience has brought Jordan and I closer than ever and it has bonded us even more with you. We have a stronger family because of this. You don't know how sweet life is unless you have tasted the bitter. I am not asking for seconds of this bitter taste but I am grateful for how sweet everything else tastes because of it.

Your surgery is in 3 1/2 weeks. Whew. You meet with the cardiologist next Tuesday and then you have another weight check next wednesday. Then your Dad graduates on Friday, you are being blessed on Saturday, and we move on Monday. You can say it...our life right now is a little bit...crazy. Your room has been over taken with boxes. Good thing you still sleep in our room.

Well, I am going to get ready for the day while you are still asleep. I love you, Syd.

Love, Mom