Molly’s story starts long before she was even born. Our plans for a second child were put on hold by the coronavirus pandemic in early 2020 and a very early miscarriage later that year. When we saw the “pregnant” result on the test in November 2020, it had been a bit of time coming. Needless to say, Molly was very much wanted and loved for a long time before she even was here and will continue to be loved despite her not physically being here.

Evan’s story starts at his 20 week anatomy scan.  On December 28, 2020, I went for my 20 week anatomy scan during COVID - alone.   After what felt like forever, the ultrasound technician said she had to get the doctor and not to get dressed.  The doctor came in, re-scanned and told me to get dressed.  Walking to his office, he told me to call my husband so he could talk to both of us.  I knew something was terribly wrong but the words Congenital Diaphragmatic Hernia had never crossed my mind.  Those three words would forever change our lives.

Tilly had a thing for the day after holidays. On the day after Valentine's Day, we got Tilly’s CDH diagnosis. She died 4 years later, two days after her 4th birthday and the day after Father’s Day. But she did everything in her short life on Tilly time.