Deja Vu...sort of

I was going to give everyone an update on how I was doing since my surgery, but something more important has come up. 

The huz's cousin, I guess she is my cousin too!, had a new little boy two nights ago.  We found out that they learned last night that he has a heart defect and he was being transferred to a different hospital.  I cannot tell you how much this makes my heart ache for her family.  Even though we haven't actually met since they live on the other side of the US, I feel a close bond with her.  When I was preggo with Monkey, she was preggo with her first little one.  An adorable little Monkey of her own.  She is just too cute! 

I also can't even begin to explain to you how hearing this brought all of the memories from when Monkey was born flooding back.  I am not sure how many people I actually told this story to, or how many remember.  I remember like it was yesterday. 

The day that I was supposed to be discharged, we were seen by the GI on call to discuss that there might, might be an issue with Monkey's liver.  She talked with us for a little while, threw out about a dozen names of diseases that she could have, and then said words that I will never forget.  She said, "I am debating on whether to keep her here rather than letting her go home so we can run more tests."  I was devastated.  It was like someone knocked all of the wind out of me.  Shortly after the GI left, I was sitting in my bed just looking at Monkey sleep in her bassinet when my OB walked in.  He asked me how I was doing and I immediately started bawling my eyes out.  He was the best!  He calmed me down and asked me what was wrong.  I told him that she might not get to come home with us.  He said that he knows that it would be hard, but it is what is best for her.  He also said that he and his wife had to leave one of their babies at the hospital for a few days after he was born and it was hard, but it was better for him.  Luckily, Monkey got to come home with us and we just brought her back for tests the following Monday.  It was the best feeling in the world.

Unfortunately, Ashley and her family do not have this option.  Baby boy has already been transferred to a new hospital.  We are waiting to hear what they have to say.  I can't imagine what she is going through and I am constantly thinking about her and her family.  This is one of those situations where I am ready to jump in the car or on a plane and help out if needed.  I know she has enough support, but I hope she knows I would be there in a heartbeat! Please take a few moments out of your day to say a prayer, send good thoughts, or just think of their family.  I am sure they will appreciate it.  I know I do and I did when we were going through everything with Monkey.  I will update on myself tomorrow.