It's the little things that make life
worth living,
It's the little things that help us make
it through.
I never knew how true those words were,
Until I first set my eyes on you.
I feared because it was too early;
I cried because it was too soon.
Yet I underestimated
The strength in one as small as you.
You were born a fighter, a warrior;
You would not quit nor move on.
You strove, you fought, you tried,
Until your battle was won.
When hope might have faded,
When the trial seemed too great,
A tiny child, despite the odds,
Fought what was thought fate.
And a little baby triumphed,
A baby thought too small to live,
A baby knew that life
Is the most precious thing to give
Oh Walker. Today was your official due date. It's amazing what you have overcome in 15 weeks. Jaundice, chronic lung disease, sepsis, nectrotizing entercolitis (NEC), A's & B's (apnea and brady spells), anemia, surgery, infection, PDA, bronchopulmonary disease (BPD), retinopathy prematurity (ROP), serratia.
Happy 15 week birthday, Walker!
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