7 years ago my life turned upside down!!!

I know I posted the whole crazy story of Alex last year so I will not repeat it. You can read about it here and here I did want to acknowledge the day my life got turned upside down. It was on Wednesday Jan 16th that we were told Alex had what they thought was "an enlarged liver" but they could not see anything on the scans at the hospital so we had to go to PCMC. We were scheduled for an ultrasound on the 22nd. We only lived a few minutes from the hospital so we packed a regular ol diaper bag and headed up that day. (Quick sidenote: It was on the way to this appt. that I heard the song I hope you Dance for the first time. Those words still stir feeling in my heart.)
Well let's just say that we were there literally forever for every possible radiological test you can imagine. Imagine trying to convince a starving baby that contrast is just as good as milk. Then a short 10 minutes later being covered in it as he puked it up all over you. Then finally having the radiologist coming in at about 7:30 that night, after being there 6 hours, and not giving you any results but that we had an appointment for an oncologist the next day. An oncologist? What the h**@@@@?
The next day with my parents and Andy's parents by our side the oncologist telling us that our baby had cancer. Our tiny not even 6 pound baby who was 9 days old. I can't even put into words the reeling anger, heartache and fear that rushed through my body at that moment. I have never been so scared in my entire life.

Fast forward now 7 years later I look at my amazing 7 year old and my heart is so full of love, joy and gratitude it is again undescribable. That experience was a big part of who I am today. I am a live it up kind of gal that does not let any moment past. I know how quickly life can be turned upside down so I want to make every moment count. I am grateful for the chance to raise my son. He has an important work to do in this life that I need to prepare him for. He has an amazing amount of faith for such a young child. I can't beleive I am the lucky one he calls his mom. Alex, thank you for the lessons you taught me over those 5 weeks of Hell. I am a better mommy because of it. I will NEVER forget that horrible hospital experience nor will I ever forget the joy I experienced when we were told that the miracle we had been praying for had happened. Alex is 7, 7 years ago I was afraid I would never see this day.

PS Thanks Aimee for teaching me to hyperlink:)