I don't have the words to describe the horror when your tiny, blue baby is whisked away after his birth. (Scratch that. I do have the words. They just very rarely come unaccompanied by tears). I like this quote for that very reason:
"Light griefs are loquacious, but the great are dumb." -Lucius Annaeus SenecaAnd, I don't have the words to describe the overwhelming sense of gratitude, awe-filled disbelief and feeling of undeserved blessing as I watch that baby grow into a big, healthy, average kid (and, if you ask us, above-average). So, I'll just praise God for his mercy and praise the work of the March of Dimes - even if they keep just one baby from being born too soon.
Here are the pictures I found for tomorrow. Some that show where we've been and some that show how far we've come.