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Today has not been a good day for me. I slept, or rather, didn't sleep, well last night at all. There were a few things on my mind and I couldn't get it to shut off. Ben must have felt some of it too as he didn't sleep well either. But, you know what, I didn't care that he was up many times, because he is healthy and with me.
When he was two weeks old he got RSV and was put into the hospital. It is a very bad thing for a baby this young to get RSV, but thank God, Ben's RSV was as good as it could be with a baby his age and size. He was in a regular room with a bassinet for him and a bed for me. The nurses came in often to suction him and check on all his stats. He needed oxygen because with out it his stats would drop as low as 82%, not too good.
I was scared. I knew about RSV and how bad it can be for a little one. I knew of stories that scared the, you know what, out of me. I can't even tell you how scared I was, and yet, Ben was never in any "real" danger. It could have been so much worse, soooo much worse. However, thanks to God and the doctor's, along with some Mother's instinct, it didn't get "bad". Three days later we walked out of the hospital with him, and so far have not seen any lasting damage from the RSV. It can do some long lasting damage to the lungs.

So, you must be wondering why I am thinking about this today... Because, Stellan is sick, very sick.

Who is Stellan, you ask? Late last year I began reading a blog about a family with four little ones of their own. Their baby was not expected to live but had been born completely healed, so they thought. I started reading it a couple of weeks after Stellan was born. It was a miracle! Well, at four months old it was discovered that his heart wasn't completely healed. He had been doing pretty well for the most part though, a happy and wonderful baby boy. Sadly, his SVT (the heart condition) came back with vengeance the other day. He is not doing well.

I don't even know this family, not in real life, although I feel like I do because I read the blog everyday. Yet, my heart is breaking for this family. My heart is breaking for Stellan. My heart is breaking for his Mom. I've been there, although I haven't really been there. Does that make sense? I can't think of anything else today. I am glued to the computer hoping for updates.

So, I ask of you, please pray for Stellan. If you don't pray please send some positive thoughts for him. Thank you....

One more thing.... Give your kids an extra hug. Don't take their health for granted.

As for me... I will continue to pray. I will continue to be thankful for my children's health. And, when Ben is waking up four times a night I will enjoy the quiet cuddle time with him...