My "Littlest Babe" turned five today. My heart is full. Everything he does is nothing short of a miracle. I was reminded of this yesterday, when I ran into the lady that handled his transport from YRMC to UMC for ECMO. She said she's done many, many transports, but she never forgets an ECMO baby. Their condition is so fragile when they are flown out. Many of them never transport back. We were told he may never walk, eat, hear, or see. This picture says otherwise:
Happiest Birthday, Babes!