The week went off to be good I worked and Mason continued to go up on his feeds by the end of the week he was 3 lbs 5 oz! I just knew that by the end of the month he would be big enough to go through the surgery we had waited so long and patiently for. It was nerve wreking but I just wanted it to be over. I had yet to talk to a surgeon yet but the doctor told me it would be a cardiac surgeon from Millers and that he would probably be taken up to the PICU for it. He was now 44 days old by the time the 21st came along almost 35 weeks gestation. He was growing slowly but surely. His vent settings were getting lower but I knew they would only go back up by the time he went into surgery. Although I was terrified of him having open heart surgery I knew this is what he needed to survive. And it was a risk we would have to put in Gods hands.
It's in his heart
4 weeks ago