This is how dreams are born...

The doctors took her back and told me to get ready in the scrubs they provided me. I did, and I stood there waiting, and waiting....then a doctor came back saying there was a problem with the procedure, my daughter was going to have to be life flighted to bergan mercy hospital. They said that there was little water in the womb and that she gasped her first breathe of air only to draw in mechonium into her lungs. The doctors told me that the ex (didn't say THE EX But, you know what I mean) is doing fine but, she is out of it right now as in asleep and she has no idea as to what's going on. They asked me to not say anything to her about it cause it could make it harder for her to heal. So, I asked if I could see her, they obliged and I went to my little princess. She was hooked up to this and that. The life flight team just got her to come back as I walked in, I guess that there was a problem with her fading in and out. They had to relieve her several times. I told my baby as I had her in my arms that "Daddy is here and I will never leave your side. Ever!" At that time doctors said it was crucial that we get her to the NICU at Bergan. So I let her go with them, I stood outside watching them put her on the helicopter and watched as they lifted off.Later I told her what was going on (the ex) cause I don't believe in hiding things from people, I just told her "Don't worry, I held her and she opened her eye's for a second and looked up at me." During this time even though I lived only a block away from the hospital where my ex was I stayed there with her. And I went from hospital to hospital daily, as to reassure myself as well as her thoughts as to how she is, and quite simply just letting my baby girl know I tend to keep to my word, and not leave her side.Later on, the doc's noticed something wrong with her as she started to get better. They said she had elvened ears and a sloped forehead. They did a chromosome test and found out she was born with partial deletion of the 8th chromosome on the petite arm. She was born FIRST CASE ever known to man to not being able to be diagnosed. Her diagnoses was UNDIAGNOSABLE. We were just so shocked and my heart sank. Never had I thought all this would happen. They ran tests on our blood and found it wasn't our fault, it was like they said "Winning the lottery you never would want to win." Ultimately she passed due to the fact she had an operation of all different types like a G-tube, Trace, etc.. But, the doctor did an operation that went terribly wrong, She had a perforated bowel and had pure poison flow through her blood.She at the end; was crying green mass, I know it was time. She was 3 times her normal size just from being swollen and the doctors tried their hardest to keep her but, it was time. I could feel it deep in my chest. It was the hardest thing to go through. I said my goodbye's and she passed, just like that.So, you all now see why I am so focused with my Son, and my dreams. She built that in me. She made me Fight for my dreams. Her Mom went the other way, and it happens but, When my Son was born I made the same promise I made to my Daughter. Only this time as he was only a week old, I made the promise while holding him ever so close and just gazing into his sweet little blue eye's near the kitchen, I felt stronger then I ever had before but it brought me to my knee's. My eye's swelled up with tears, and I promised him I will give him a life that I never had. I will keep him safe and teach him everything he needs to know and some. I promised a PROMISE that was built around pure love. So here I am. DOING JUST THAT. I will never give up and I will only look forward. Because see, I promised my Daughter that I will make her proud. I know she is watching over me right now, so. "Baby, Daddy is keeping his promise sweetheart,You will see. And what I can't give you right now;.I will give to your little brother twice as much.Daddy loves u baby