First Doc Appt in Houston

Houston, we have a problem. The Lopez family is on our way. We got a call from Children's Hospital last week a few days before Christmas. They set up my first doc appointment with the pediatric cardiologist and the OB that will be seeing me while I'm there. We're leaving Monday morning and my appointment is on Tuesday. I'm kind of nervous! I can't wait to get there and they tell me that the docs here made a mistake. I would throw a party!! So....not much else to say about that. I'll keep everyone updated on what they tell me at this appointment.
Hope everyone's Christmas was as good as ours. We all made a killing on gifts...especially Eli. Its sad to say, but this may be his last really good Christmas in awhile. I guess it all depends on the expenses coming with Isaac's surgery and all. I don't mind the sacrifices that I have to make but I hate that Eli's Birthday and Christmas' might suffer. No telling though...we'll just take each day as it comes. So anyways, I'll list a few things that Eli received for Christmas......My Real Projects Toolbench, a VSmile console, Vsmile Pocket, 7 games for his Vsmile, a candy crane, etc, and Santa brought him a Thomas the Train set. I received a watch, some makeup, the Twilight book, a couple of gift cards, and a mini camcorder. Ernest received a windbreaker set, a watch, a pocket knife, and a gps unit. I have to say that the GPS will help us while in Houston.
Oh Yeah, I forgot that I found this poem online....really true so far. I'll find some way to maybe post this poem somewhere to be seen all the time. It gives plenty of hope.

The Day I Became a Heart Mother

One day my world came crashing down,
I'll never be the same.
They told me that my child was sick.
I thought, "am I to blame"?
I don't think I can handle this.
I am really not that strong.
It seemed my heart was breaking.
I have loved him for so long.

I will not give up on this child.
I will listen to your advice.
I will give my child any chance.
No matter what the price.
I will learn all that I need to help my child thrive.
I'll even use that feeding tube.
My child must survive!

Will he need a lot of therapy?
Will he gain the needed weight?
Please God, help me do this.
I will accept our fate.

When the monitors beep at night, it serves as my reminder.
How many parents would love that sound.
Tomorrow I will be kinder.
As another Angel earns his wings,
I run to my child's bed.
I watch him sleep for quite a while.
I bend down and kiss his head.
I cry for the parents whose hearts have been broken.
I look to You wondering why?
Oh Lord, I just can't know your ways....no matter how I try.

And yet, I trust you hold his life, and guide us through each day.
My mind says savor each moment he's here,
but my heart begs, "PLEASE let him stay"!

From pacing the surgical waiting room, to sitting by his bed.
From wishing for a good nights sleep, to learning every med.
From wondering, "will he be alright?", to watching him reach out his hands.
With every smile my heart just melts, despite life's harsh demands.

For all who see that faded line.
I look to them and smile.
You see my child is loved so much.
I would face ANY trial.
That scar I trace with my finger (It's the door to his beautiful heart).
God must have known how much I'd love him (Just as He loved him from the start).

A heart mom is always a heart mom.
Now wise beyond her years.
For those who have angels in heaven,
Our hearts share in all of your tears.

Every day I will try and remember,
I was chosen for him (and no other).
I will always embrace that beautiful day.......
When I became a "Heart Mother".

- Author Unknown