Our Story

In February 2020, I learned I was pregnant. One month later, the world would shut down due to the COVID-19 pandemic. My pregnancy was uneventful. For the most part I felt great! At 30 weeks, I went in for a routine ultrasound. It was also the first one I was able to do with my husband. After a brief explanation of the ultrasound results, I was told my son was at a high risk of being stillborn. We were told to go to an emergency room immediately. Despite the highest of hopes and all the prayers, I was rushed to an emergency delivery 2 days later. And there, my NICU journey began...

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My son was born 2lbs 7oz. He was immediately intubated. He had his first surgery at just 13 hours old. I wasn't able to hold him until he was 8 days old. The next 109 days were a roller coaster riddled with life changing experiences. 

I cried. I laughed. I prayed. I cursed. I fought. I prayed some more. We survived. 

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Before we even got home I knew there was a reason we were faced with this trial. Then we came up with the idea to raise funds to donate to families in the NICU where our son graduated from. We were overwhelmed with the support of our families and friends. These gifts then introduced us to more families which enlightened us to even more needs. It turns out, we were just getting started.