I don't want to include too much detail in this post, because my sister hasn't even had a chance to put her story into words yet—so I suppose the title says it all.
Last Sunday (has it really been over a week already??), at 30 weeks and 1 day gestation—the day after Rachel's maternity photos!—Ryan made his journey into the outside world. Doctors had told Rachel and Greg that Ryan wouldn't make it to 30 weeks, and I like to think he spent his last two days in my sister's belly just cracking up. He proved them all wrong.
Rachel and Greg were able to hear Ryan's little heartbeat on the monitor right up until the very end, when he just couldn't fight any longer. He was born at 11:15 Sunday night, and I traveled to the hospital the next day. Let me tell you—that baby boy was beautiful, and holding him was one of the greatest gifts I've ever received.
Ryan isn't physically with us anymore, but his story isn't over. Please feel free to visit his FB page, Ryan's Journey - Trisomy 18.