Say A Little Prayer.

Monday morning will find J and I hustling and bustling early to get out the door with H. Early like 5:45am early. (Thanks goes to my little sister who will be here to see T and M off to school.)

H will be having an outpatient surgery on his birthmark. In a nutshell, it will be removed.

Most probably weren't even aware he had a birthmark. It's not in a noticeable, visible place. It's on his lower back. But it's grown and changed a lot since birth so after countless appointments with his pediatrician, a dermatologist and most recently, a plastic surgeon, it was determined that now was the time to move forward. (Well now in the land of medicine which really meant scheduling something weeks ago for Monday.)

So Monday morning if you think of H or you think of J and I, please send up a prayer or two. He is still our little one and we are only human and sometimes I know my mind fills with questions, concerns and all the what-if's possible.

We know that H is in great hands. We are putting our trust in the doctor, the nurses and anesthesiologist that will be working with him.

And of course we trust in the good Lord above. And we know that he'll take good care of both of us and our little H.

We really do appreciate all the prayers and thoughts you'll be sure to send up on our behalf. So thank you.