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This morning I walked through the brightly-lit halls of Children’s Hospital. Framed artwork created by children lined the walls. I took the yellow elevator to the 3rd floor. I washed my hands and forearms and put on a gown. I walked past incubator after incubator of babies that looked like they couldn’t weigh much more than a few pounds, wondering to myself what might be wrong with them.

Then, we came upon Jackson’s little plastic incubator. He was tiny. He was curled up in a little ball sleeping. Pads were attached to his back and a feeding tube that reached down into his stomach was taped to his upper lip. Jackson’s mom is Amanda’s first cousin.

“You guys must have been scared to death.” I said to Jackson’s dad. Jackson’s parents are thankful.

Jackson is pretty much a miracle. Any newborn is, but Jackson really is. You see, his mom and dad had wanted a baby for a long time. Like, years. Finally, it happened! Then, a week a go today, during a routine check-up, something went wrong. There was no movement and very little amniotic fluid. Within 30 minutes Jackson was delivered via c-section at 34 weeks of pregnancy. He weighed 3 pounds 2 ounces. That’s him hoppin’ on Angel 1 headed for Children’s Hospital where he is now doing superbly! He even nursed today!! So, you see, Jackson is a little miracle. And by little, I mean BIG.

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