Dear Amelia,

You are almost three weeks old. I can hardly believe it. Seems like only yesterday that I heard your first cry and held you in my arms for the first time. I am so excited and happy to have you in my life. And yet, I am gripped by a terrifying fear right now. I hope to be telling you this story one day with a bit of nervous laughter and a "oh, how hard that was, but we made it through" air. For you see, my dear sweet, innocent little baby, tomorrow you have to have a test that you parents are downright terrified of. Never, in a million years, looking at your angelic face and your sweet smile, would we have imagined that we might have given you a deadly illness that will claim your life far too soon. Of all the things we worried about, of all the fears we had, this one did not even cross our minds. And here we are, staring down the barrel of what might be a heavily loaded gun. And we are beside ourselves with fear. But, we'll be strong for you little one. We'll face this challenge with as much courage as we can muster. And most importantly, we'll love you always no matter what the outcome tomorrow.

And now, I say a little prayer, Please, oh please, Dear God, let our little angel just be a carrier. Please. We'd give our lives for her health.

I love you baby girl,

Mommy

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