Just Say A Little Prayer

I have been loving my time spent with Faris the past couple of days!

More and more family have come to visit him. We gave him another bath over the weekend and I spent an entire hour holding him today. I wish it didn't have to end. He changes every time we see him and is just doing so well in there.

During my visit yesterday, I was given a shocking little dose of reality. About 20 minutes into holding Faris I realized I heard someone crying across the room. I am sure most of you know where this is going but I, along with the other mother's and visitors in the room, were asked to leave.

Ali & I have been so blessed to have such a healthy baby who has been able to breath on his own. Who tolerates his feeds well and continues to be moved up on the amount almost daily and is gaining weight. Who doesn't need much oxygen and the little extra that he has needed is normal for his age. Most importantly, who is still with us and is allowing us to get through these days fairly easy.

I would like to ask those of you who read this blog to take a moment and say a little prayer. I don't know that family. You don't know that family. What I do know, is that prayers are always heard no matter what religion we are. So take a minute away from Facebook, your cell phone, the TV & DVR and even this blog and say a little prayer. Not just for Faris but all of the babies, their families and the nurses & doctors who work so hard to watch carefully over them for the parents.