Day 6

I have an awesome God.

What a roller coaster!  I had the worst day of my life yesterday, followed by the 2nd best day of my life today.  (the number one spot is currently being taken by June 7th, 2011.)
We arrived at the hospital really early in order to make sure we could see him before surgery.  He was so awake this morning. The most we've ever seen of his eyes.  I figured he would be very fussy since not eating since midnight.  But he was surprisingly content.  We spent about an hour and a half staring at each other and taking lots of pictures.
When the anesthesia team came to get him shortly after nine, I couldn't stop crying.  The team was wonderful- they took time to console him anytime he fussed even putting the binky in his mouth several times.  We followed closely behind them up the back elevator to the surgery floor.  We said our goodbyes then the nurse took us to our waiting room.  We took several minutes to sit and cry.  I think I needed time to just sob.
Our parents came up within the hour and joined us eventually in the waiting room.  Each hour the nurse came into the room and gave us an update.  First telling us that he was under anesthesia, then they had started, then progression of switching the two vessels and moving the coronary arteries, and lastly restarting his heart.  They had found that his right clavicle had a fracture in it.  We are not sure if it was from delivery or suffered at some other point.  He never showed pain in his arm.  What a trooper!
We went to see him about another hour after he had been in the CVICU.  He looked wonderful!  Already his little feet were pinking up (before they had been a little blue.)  He of course has a million wires and several tubes.  He's completely sedated and therefore not moving or breathing on his own.
The next several days will be weaning him off of the machines and medications.  Then removing lines as each is not needed anymore.  We won't be able to hold him until the ventilator and the PIC line are removed.  So I will be satisfied with staring once again!
Thank you to everyone who was praying today.  It truly was a miracle.  The surgeon was happy and the doctor on tonight said it went as well as the surgery can go.  I really believe the hundreds of people praying for our little boy helped make this miracle happen.  I asked that the Lord hold my baby during the surgery because I couldn't.  I didn't stop there and also asked for a perfect surgery with perfect heart, perfect function, and perfect outcome- he is a perfect God after all.
I felt such relief after surgery.  That high lasted several hours and now my worrisome mind has begun to ponder all the numbers on the monitors.  I look forward to the next few days as he will improve and we will physically get to see the lines and medical equipment fall away.
Our prayer requests are that Holden's recovery will be perfect!  Filled with no complications, stronger each day, and moving us toward beginning our lives together at home.

Thank you a million times.  Praise Him!