Every year on the 23rd of December all my thoughts turn to the night that we took Caleb to the emergency room (when we thought we would take him home from our family Christmas and bring him to the doctors the next morning as many people would be busy with their families for the holiday).

Thinking he had a severe case of dehydration from a bout of flu the doctors had diagnosed him with we were frightened but when we got there we were even more frightened to be wisked away to a room ahead of a waiting room full of people.

An hour later we were rushing behind our precious baby boy (only 5 weeks and our first son) in an elevator and up to a room in the ICU and told at the door of the room (that was packed to capacity with doctors and nurses) that we would have to wait in a room down the hall) only knowing he was still with us from the crying we could here the entire time. I remember thinking "If I can hear him cry I know that everything will be alright". 

Then came the first time we met a truley wonderful man who would be a very important part of our lives and who would introduce us to one of the largest words we had ever heard and we thought we would never remember (let alone learn how to spell) Congenital Adrenal Hyperplaisa.

I prayed to God that at this time of year He when had given us His only Son He would give us our son too.  And here we are 6 years later raising His answer to our prayers.

No better gift will have ever been given to us then the one that God let us have back that night. We were told if we had taken him home he would have most likely died in his sleep.

Have a wonderful Christmas Season and be Thankful for all that you have.At times it might not seem like much but we are all truley blessed.

Love,

The Halpin Family