It's Congenital Heart Defect Awareness Week!!
Before the ultrasound when Owen was diagnosed with HLHS, we had never heard of a CHD. You always know that something could be wrong with your unborn baby, but how many people imagine that their baby could have a broken heart?? It's terrifying.
4-8% born with CHD have Hypoplastic Left Heart Syndrome --> Owen's Defect
4-10% born with CHD have Atrioventricular Septal Defects
8-11% born with CHD have Coarctation of the Aorta
9-14% born with CHD have Tetralogy of Fallot
10-11% born with CHD have Transposition of the Great Arteries
14-16% born with CHD have Ventricular Septal Defects
His battle is not even close to over. He will require a transplant in the near future (next year or sooner). He will forever be on medication to help prevent rejection of his new heart. He will most likely need multiple heart transplants in his lifetime. Please consider becoming an organ donor and spread awareness!!
What is a CHD???
You passed me in the shopping mall
(You read my faded tee).
You tapped me on the shoulder,
Then asked, "What's a CHD?"
I could quote terminology,
There's stats that I could give.
But I would rather share with you
A mother's perspective.
What is it like to have a child with a CHD?
It's Lasix, Aspirin, Captopril
It's wondering...Lord what's your will?
It's monitors and oxygen tanks
It's a constant reminder to always give thanks.
It's feeding tubes, calories, needed weight gain
It's the drama of eating...and yes it's insane!
It's the first time I held him, I'd waited so long,
It's knowing that I need to help him grow strong.
It's making a hospital home for awhile
It's seeing my reward in every smile.
It's checking his sats as the feeding pump's beeping
It's knowing that there is just no time for sleeping.
It's caths, x-rays and boo boos to kiss
It's normalacy I sometimes miss.
It's asking do his nails look blue?
It's cringing inside at what he's been through.
It's dozens of call to his pediatrician
She knows me by name, I'm a mom on a mission.
It's winter's homebound and hand sanitizer
It's knowing this journey has made me much wiser.
It's watching him sleeping his breathing is steady.
It's surgery day and I'll never be ready.
It's handing him over, I'm still not prepared,
It's knowing that his heart must be repaired.
It's waiting for news on that long stressful day,
It's praying...it's hoping...that he'll be okay.
It's the wonderful friends with whom I've connected,
It's the bond that we share, it was so unexpected.
It's that long faded scar down my child's small chest,
It's touching it gently and knowing we're blessed.
It's watching him chasing a small butterfly,
It's the moment I realized I've stopped asking why.
It's the snowflakes that fall on a cold winter's day,
They remind me of those who aren't with us today.
It's a brave little boy who loves Thomas the train,
Or a special heart bear or a frog in the rain.
It's the need to remember we're all in this plight,
It's their lives that remind us we still need to fight!
It's in pushing ahead amidst every sorrow,
It is finding the strength to have hope for tomorrow.
And no, we'll never be the same. It's changed our family,
This is what we face each day.

You passed me in the shopping mall
(You read my faded tee).
You tapped me on the shoulder,
Then asked, "What's a CHD?"
I could quote terminology,
There's stats that I could give.
But I would rather share with you
A mother's perspective.
What is it like to have a child with a CHD?
It's Lasix, Aspirin, Captopril
It's wondering...Lord what's your will?
It's monitors and oxygen tanks
It's a constant reminder to always give thanks.
It's feeding tubes, calories, needed weight gain
It's the drama of eating...and yes it's insane!
It's the first time I held him, I'd waited so long,
It's knowing that I need to help him grow strong.
It's making a hospital home for awhile
It's seeing my reward in every smile.
It's checking his sats as the feeding pump's beeping
It's knowing that there is just no time for sleeping.
It's caths, x-rays and boo boos to kiss
It's normalacy I sometimes miss.
It's asking do his nails look blue?
It's cringing inside at what he's been through.
It's dozens of call to his pediatrician
She knows me by name, I'm a mom on a mission.
It's winter's homebound and hand sanitizer
It's knowing this journey has made me much wiser.
It's watching him sleeping his breathing is steady.
It's surgery day and I'll never be ready.
It's handing him over, I'm still not prepared,
It's knowing that his heart must be repaired.
It's waiting for news on that long stressful day,
It's praying...it's hoping...that he'll be okay.
It's the wonderful friends with whom I've connected,
It's the bond that we share, it was so unexpected.
It's that long faded scar down my child's small chest,
It's touching it gently and knowing we're blessed.
It's watching him chasing a small butterfly,
It's the moment I realized I've stopped asking why.
It's the snowflakes that fall on a cold winter's day,
They remind me of those who aren't with us today.
It's a brave little boy who loves Thomas the train,
Or a special heart bear or a frog in the rain.
It's the need to remember we're all in this plight,
It's their lives that remind us we still need to fight!
It's in pushing ahead amidst every sorrow,
It is finding the strength to have hope for tomorrow.
And no, we'll never be the same. It's changed our family,
This is what we face each day.
This is...a CHD.
**Written by Stephanie Husted (fellow heart mom)
14 comments:
Bless your heart. And Owens. He's lucky to have such a wonderful family :)
I love this poem!
What A lil Heart hero Owen is. He's such a cutie. Such an amazing little guy. I hope the moving is going ok and then maybe after things settle down we could get together take care luv-Pena family
Love the poem!!! It sums it up for me.
Becca-Ellie's mom
Beautiful poem. I love to see the pictures of a teeny tiny Owen!!!
well said!
Today I was thinking that it's unfortunate to deal with such a stressful event right after childbirth. Instead of focusing on recovering from birth, your focusing all of your being on the only thing that matters in the world...your sweet sick hearted baby.
Anyway....deep thoughts:)
Wow! Great poem. I think I might have to share it too...if you don't mind!
I didn't realize that it was so prevalent. Thank you for making us aware!
lovely post!!!
I read your post on Allie's blog - just wonderful and this post is wonderful too! I hope it is ok if we follow Owen's story and if I link this blog from mine in my heart kid's section.
-Julia
http://goofyj.wordpress.com
Just found your blog through your guest post on seven hearts, seven days. Deeply touched. I'm adding little Owen's button to my blog's friends page. I have a heart angel named Cora. I'll be following Owen's story. He is adorable in that little fireman's hat.
You said it all!
Thank you for posting this. My daughter had a CHD as well.
Our children are truly an inspiration to all.
I loved reading this poem. What a wonderful way to explain all that CHD is. I am glad you found a house and good luck with all work that comes with it.
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