Six Days

In six days, we will wake up at the crack of dawn and not feed this little guy breakfast.  His sister will already be ensconced at Grandma's house and already running the show, no doubt.  We will load his sleepy body into the car along with an overnight bag and Louie the green dinosaur. We will drive into Cleveland and park in a garage and make the long walk into the hospital and check in at the admitting office. We will sit with him in the pre-op waiting area and we will be nervous and he will just wonder why he hasn't been given his morning egg. Then, someone will come and they will take him off for a 3.5 hour procedure.
I am frightened and nervous. I wish that we could opt out of this but, we can't, it's why he's here after all. He's here for us to take care of him and love him and make sure that he can get a solid foothold into this world and a start, on what I am sure, will be a bright future. Please don't waste time on my nerves, just pray for this little guy.
Liam has been through so much already and all of it on his own. This time we will be there, fretting and worrying and fighting for him. We will be there loving him. He has us and we have him. We will do this and he will come out of it as ready to talk as we can get him.
This surgery is a big scary thing but it is needed and it is a good thing.