Pregnancy Portion

**Pictures will be coming as I can get to a computer. So check back periodically!**

Another extremely long post. But this post is all about my pregnancy. I recommend using the bathroom and getting a snack before settling down to read. 

We found out in early October that we were expecting Charles and we were thrilled! We had our first ultrasound October 8, 2013 and we loved hearing his strong little heartbeat. As the pregnancy continued I became more sick more often. I had several visits to the ER only to have them tell me I was fine and sent me home. 

So despite me feeling I'll so often we were still so excited that we were having Charles. We had names for both a boy and a girl picked out and we were anxious to find out what we were having. Each time we had a doctors appointment we would get our hopes up that this was the day we were going to find out what we were having. And each time we were disappointed. They would try and get Charles to move his legs out of the way, but he never would so we just figured he was being stubborn! (Not stubborn, simply unable to move his legs!)

Finally our targeted ultrasound arrived on January 27, 2014. I was 23 weeks pregnant and anxious. I had been increasingly concerned because I had still not felt movement. Whenever I was asked if I had felt the baby moving I would sadly say no. The doctors attributed it to being a first pregnancy and I probably didn't know what I was feeling. 

We had made up our plan for the day after our doctors appointment. We were going to go to the visit, find out if we were having Charles or Lilly and then we were going to go to lunch and buy the first gender specific outfit. That day did not go how we had planned. Not even finding out the gender of our baby. 

As we were watching our ultrasound of our baby the tech would point out all of the good things to us. We were so excited to hear our baby's heart beating and to see so much movement in the arms. She told us the baby had broad shoulders (she also thought that maybe Charles was a girl but she couldn't be sure) and then proceeded to point out a great heart, good looking organs etcetera. She then said, ''Now I am showing you all of the good things.'' At that moment I knew something was seriously wrong. She then proceeded to tell is the baby wasn't moving its legs and that there was something in its spine. 

We were devastated to say the least. We had about 3 hours before we could meet with our doctor, so we went home and just held each other as we cried. (This is saying something since it is very hard for Cody to cry!!) We had no words for the pain we were feeling. We had no knowledge about anything that was going on. Those 3 hours were miserable. We could hardly speak. We were in complete shock because we had been told for so long that everything looked good. No one wants to hear that something is wrong with their child. But it is even harder to hear it when everyone had been saying how good the baby looked and how strong the heartbeat was. They were right his heart is strong just like his little spirit! 

While we were in the waiting room I was thinking about the fact that our baby couldn't use their legs and I had a very strong thought, ''What if it isn't just the legs? What if it is the brain?'' This particular thought that seemed to come out of nowhere prepared me for our next talk with the doctor just 10 minutes after this thought. Once we were finally able to meet with our doctor she told us what was wrong. Our baby had Spina Bifida. A birth defect that develops by 28 days gestation. (For more detailed information on what Spina Bifida is look at my other blog http://whatisspinabifida.blogspot.com/) We were in shock. Everyone wants a healthy baby. We had envisioned a healthy baby and our dreams of teaching our baby to crawl and walk were crumbling. Despite taking prenatals and doing all that I could to keep our baby healthy, we had a child with disabilities coming to us fast. Even though my doctor and Cody told me not to blame myself I couldn't help it. For a long time I would mentally beat myself up over it. I would go through everything I had done and would ask myself ''If I hadn't done that or if I had only done this would my baby have been ok?'' We had been told that aborting the baby was an option (except once there was a defect they no longer called it a baby, it was just a fetus then). To which my immediate response was ''It was absolutely not an option'' and Cody completely agreed. It makes me sick to know that to the doctors that was an acceptable option. To this day it still makes me sick and it makes my heart hurt. Looking back on the events of that day I know that Heavenly Father was giving me little promptings that I now know were tender mercies. He was preparing me to hear the news that our baby would need extra special care. 

After we met with the doctor we were scheduled to meet with a perinatologist at Ogden Regional the following day. 

When we got home from our doctors appointment we were both completely drained. Our bodies and our minds were exhausted. That night Cody and I received a Priesthood blessing. It helped a little bit but we knew we wouldn't feel completely better until we had a few more answers. 

Cody called out of work. Obviously he was still in shock and we both just needed to comfort each other. It is impossible to put into words the way we felt those first few days. Many tears were shed because the future we had been dreaming of was no longer our reality. (Now I am not saying we were mad that this was happening to us. We were going through the grieving process. We had to mourn the child we had been imagining so that we could be prepared for the child we were receiving). Each and every child is a special gift from God and he was trusting us with one of his extra special children. (As a side note I had always felt that I would have a child with special needs and lo and behold we have Charles!) 

The morning of January 28, 2014 as I was lying in bed thinking over the last day, I began to feel movement. I stopped thinking about the day before and concentrated on my stomach. I had definitely felt movement. I began to cry and began thanking my Hevenly Father for allowing me to feel my baby moving. With tears streaming down my face I called out to Cody (he was in the other room at the time). When he came into our room and saw my tears he immediately came to help me, not knowing that they were tears of joy. I told him I could feel the baby moving and that they were not small movements. (By that night Cody could feel the punches from the outside of my belly). 

This tender mercy was an answer to prayer. When I first felt Charles move I was overwhelmed. I knew he was just trying to tell me that he was alright. I felt like Charles (although we still didn't know the gender at the time), was saying, "Mommy, I just want you and daddy to know that I am here and that I love you and I am ok". Thinking back on my pregnancy I get to have those sweet feelings in my heart all over again, and they remind me just how blessed I am to be Charles' mom. 

When we met with the perinatologist we were finally able to learn that we were having a boy! We were thrilled! We could finally use a name not just calling him baby. We were able to learn a little more about what Spina Bifida was, but we wouldn't know much more until we met with Paula. She is the expert on Spina Bifida at Primary Children's Hospital. 

As I reflected on what we had been told, that abortion was an option, I had many thoughts and feelings. My initial response was shock and then anger. How dare someone tell me I could get rid of my baby! It deeply upset me and it was something that I truly struggled with. As I was going through this I remember asking myself, if we had aborted what would have happened. (Let me clarify, aborting the pregnancy was NEVER an option!) I very distinctly remember feeling my answer to that question. "You would never have had any children." Plain and simple. I felt that in giving me Charles and in giving us the choice to keep him or get rid of him, God was asking us, "Will you take a child any way I give them to you?" Of course I had no trouble with that. I wanted our baby just as God intended him to be!

Now, we have been asked many times if we had known about what was wrong with Charles before he was born and if we had the option to abort. I cannot express in words the sadness that this brings into my heart. Despite everything we have been through with Charles, I would never change our decision to keep him. I know and Cody knows how special Charles is and how many lives he has touched. I also know that even though this life will be rough and that I will never get to teach my son to walk in this life, the next life will be that much more amazing. To know that one day he will be healed is absolutely amazing! And the day that I get to see Charles walk and be without pain will be a wonderful sight. I look forward to that day more than words will ever be able to say. 

This knowledge at times is hard to remember. Especially when things do not go as planned or as we had hoped. But, that knowledge will never go away and I am so thankful to know that through the Atonement my son will be made whole and will one day walk and that his brain will be healed and he will no longer rely on hardware to keep him healthy. Times have been extremely difficult these last few months. But, there have been moments of happiness and hope as well. I struggle everyday to find the good in what is happening and sometimes I see it and other times I don't. I do know that I will always be able to rely on my Father in Heaven to help me when I don't feel that I can go on. 

We met with Paula at the end of February and got so many answers. They had looked at the ultrasound and determined that the defect was on L-1. Which was a good thing. The lower the defect on the spine the better. (See my blog What is Spina Bifida for more information). We transfered my care to the University of Utah, because that is where we were told we would have to deliver. After every doctors visit we would meet with Paula. She would sit down with us and explain exactly what we had just been told. These meetings were great! We usually couldn't remember everything the first time around so having Paula re-explain was so helpful!

We had an MRI done before Charles was born. The MRI showed us that he had never moved his legs. They were able to know that for sure because there was no muscle on his little legs. We had been told that with where his defect was (L-1) that it was possible Charles would eventually be able to walk. Everything we were told pointed to the fact that Charles was a mild case. (We know now that his case is very complex and baffling to some degree. More on this later!) Despite their optimism I felt in my heart that he would never walk. **Mommy always knows! Don't doubt the mommy!** The MRI showed us that his legs were twisted like a pretzel. When my doctor saw the MRI images she told us we had to have him cesarean. 

The last few weeks of my pregnancy I had a doctors appointment twice a week. Because Charles was a high risk pregnancy they wanted to monitor him for any signs of stress. So I got to have a NST (Non-stress Test) done where I could just sit and listen to his heart beating. I came to cherish those moments and often times his heartbeat was so relaxing and calming that I would find myself falling asleep. I would record his heart beating so that I could listen to it again at a later time. Hearing Charles's little heartbeat put me at ease knowing he was still doing well and I could stop worrying for a little while. Those videos helped to calm me as I found myself starting to really stress! 

At one point I was showing the video to some family members and my niece, Scout (2), fell in love with the video. She took it around to everyone and had them listen to it. She walked around telling everyone that it was, "Baby Charwles' heart". Seriously the stinking cutest thing ever!!

One great thing during all of my pregnancy was knowing that Cody and I were trusted to raise such a special spirit. That has been both humbling and terrifying. I have always been the person that always tries to control everything. With this pregnancy I had to learn to let things go. Otherwise the stress and the worry was going to kill me. I had to completely rely on my Heavenly Father to take my worries and to help me learn to relax. Once I have my stress over to the Lord I became a much calmer person. This took months to do. The first two months we knew about Charles all I did was worry and I almost went crazy over it. Turning over my stress to the Lord has helped me remain calm, despite everything that has happened. 

Charlyse Wilson

The Day the World Changed Forever... Part Two

***This post contains pictures that are quite graphic***

**Viewer discretion is advised**

Most of this post is pictures with a few things written underneath. Most of our day is best explained through pictures rather than words.

Charles was taken from the University of Utah to a room on the infant unit where he waited before going into surgery. 

 This is the first view we had of Charles' birth defect. They wrapped him up in plastic to keep germs out. This was a direct path into his spine and ultimately his brain, if an infection was to get in it would have been disastrous.

 Cody had to go with Charles. They needed a parent or a guardian to accompany him while they took him to Primary's. Seeing as I was in no state to go with him, it fell to Cody. 

Remember that long hallway and bridge? Well this is it... 

 Transport is almost done. 

 The room Charles was in before surgery was 4319... We are very familiar with this unit now. Much too familiar... This is just one of the many rooms he has been in...

 This is an open warmer that they had Charles in to help keep his body temperature up before surgery. Everyone working with Charles was in a gown and wore gloves to help keep infection out of his spinal fluid. 

 The nurses got Charles going with his sucking reflex, knowing that this is such an important thing for him to start practicing. He is only a few hours old here. (My timeline is a bit fuzzy the first few days...)

 When I first saw these pictures of Charles, I was a bit taken back. I wasn't able to really see Charles clearly when he was in the incubator and on the stretcher. He honestly looks like he has a torso. His little legs were so contorted, it was hard to see the rest of his body. 

 This was the photo I absolutely had to have. Since I wasn't going to get to see Charles' back before he went into surgery I wanted to know what he looked like when he was born. Some may say this is a morbid photo to have. To me it is perfect. This is how Charles came to us.    

 This is a view from the other side. The opening on Charles' back was much bigger than the doctors anticipated. It was also much higher on his spine. Charles' defect was on T-12. Being on T-12 means that his case is much more severe than they originally thought. We were told after an MRI, before he was born, that his defect was on L-1. That is only one vertebrae different from T-12... Being only one off I would think it wasn't much different in severity. We knew that being in the lumbar was important. It meant less problems for Charles. That one vertebrae makes an enormous difference. (For more detailed information my other blog http://whatisspinabifida.blogspot.com/ will have more shortly).

 If you look closely you can see how Charles has his legs. They look like they are on backwards and his club feet are very noticeable. They have him all bandaged up while they wait for an OR to become available to perform the necessary closure in his spine.   

 Precious. These photos speak more words than I could ever say. Seeing my boys like this brings tears to my eyes still. Cody is sending Charles off into the OR for the first time. 

Even as young as he is, Charles still knows who his daddy is and wants to hold on to him. Seeing how tiny he is, compared to his daddy's hand, puts into perspective his little 5 pounds and 13 ounces. 

Our first real time together as a family. 

I was told that I could not leave the maternity ward at the U of U, until I was able to get up and walk around. I was up and walking by 4 pm. As soon as I walked from my bed to the bathroom, I was free to go. My mom put me in a wheelchair and ran (yes she ran), all the way to the waiting room at Primary Children's. I was able to get here before Charles was out if surgery. Being able to see his sweet face was amazing. There are no words to describe my joy at being together with my boys. It was after they took Charles, that I realized how much I missed him. I wasn't so fond of not being pregnant, because that meant that I could not protect him in the same way I had been. 

My boys were with me again. Things were going the way that they should. For the moment things were perfect. I love my boys!!

Charlyse Wilson

The Day the World Changed Forever... Part One

As usual, long and emotional! Better have those tissues handy...

Cody and I woke up around 4:30 am on Friday May 23, 2014. We had to be at the hospital by 5:00 am. My mom had also stayed at the hotel with my grandma(my dad's mom). Their room was also compliments of my Uncle David. (I better stop talking about how great he is, it might go to his head...) My mom took pictures of us as we headed to the hospital. 

 Outside of the hotel headed to the hospital

 At the first sign headed up the hill to the U of U.

 We took a sign at the hospitals main entrance. As soon as we finished taking the picture, we turned to walk into the hospital and saw the most beautiful sunrise.

 Cody and I walked through the main entrance knowing full well that our lives would be changed forever. We just had absolutely no idea how much!

 This is the bridge between the University of Utah Hospital and Primary Children's Hospital. We knew that this would be the path that they took Charles in just a few short hours. Looking at this picture now, reminds me how long the road ahead of us is. 

 I just love this picture. I love Cody so much and we have just grown closer together through everything with Charles. 

 We began our check in process at 5:38 am. My stomach was churning I was so nervous. I was so worried about what the rest of the day was going to bring. 

 The check in desk where we waited anxiously for a room to begin our journey with Charles. 

All ready to go! Moments before we were taken into the OR.  

 My Uncle Jim was in the OR with us and took pictures to help us remember the biggest moment in our lives so far. 

The moment that Charles Timothy Wilson made his entrance into the world. He was born at 8:05 am and immediately taken to the window(in the background) that goes straight into the NICU. 

Before Charles was born, I lay there on the table(we had to have him C-Section), unable to see anything but the cloth in front of me. Tears were slowly leaking out of the corners of my eyes as I waited for the birth of our son. As soon as I heard his first little cry I was in love. I remember asking Cody what it was. We didn't know for sure that we were having a boy. I heard the doctor say, "It's a .... boy", as they finished removing him from my stomach. The pause really was dramatic, just not intentional. Charles was born with his legs twisted like a pretzel and so it made it difficult to tell if he was a boy or a girl. I heard three little cries from Charles before he was taken from the room. That was it. It was over. I couldn't believe it, our son was finally here. I was so relieved that he was doing ok and that I would get to see him in a few hours. I was so emotional and just had tears constantly leaking out the corners of my eyes. 

I was sown back up and taken back to my room to recover. Cody was able to take everyone who was there back one by one to meet Charles. I must admit, this hurts me to this day. Everyone got to see my sweet angel, who I had carried for nine months, before me. I had only heard my sons weak little cry. I didn't even know what he looked like. I had not been able to see his beautiful face. 

Cody and Charles in the NICU at the U of U.

When Cody took his dad back, Charles did an amazing thing. He heard Cody's voice and he looked for his daddy. To watch the video makes you tear up. It is a beautiful thing to watch as Charles looks for his daddy. 

***check back for videos***

My first look at my precious baby!

The first time I saw Charles, he was in an incubator and on a stretcher with all sorts of medical equipment. All I could do was stick my hand through the hole to touch him. I was still completely numb and couldn't lift myself up. My mom pushed and held me up. As I held my sons tiny hand, all I could do was cry. I only had a minute or two with Charles before they took him away. It was both the best and worst day. 

Charlyse Wilson

My Mommy and Me

**Most of this post is about me and my mom**

Cody mentioned that my mom came down when Charles was born. My family lives in Alaska.When we first told my family we were having a baby, they were thrilled. But, they were not planning on coming down when we had him. Once we found out that Charles had Spina Bifida, my mom decided she needed to be here for us. I was so grateful when she came a week before Charles was born.

I have never had the best relationship with my mom. We are too similar and that caused so much tension when we lived under the same roof. During the last few months of my pregnancy, I would become very sad. Cody tried his very best to make me feel better. Unfortunately, I would sob and tell him I just needed my mom. When I told my mom this she both laughed and cried. I have come to realize, no matter how old you get, you will always want your mommy!  

This was a new experience for both me and my mom. I was so excited when she got here! It seemed completely unreal that my mom was with me, and that I was about to have a baby. 

Cody worked until the day Charles was born. This left my mom and I time to bond during the day. We had a wonderful week together. I was so grateful for my time with her! My sweet husband was a bit neglected... He missed spending time with me. But, he was so sweet and would tell me all the time it was ok, he knew I needed time with my mom. Looking back I feel so bad for not spending more time with Cody those first few weeks after Charles was born. In a lot of ways I reverted back to a younger me. All I wanted was my mom to take care of me. 

 Like I said before, my sweet husband was so good about letting me be with my mom so much. I love Cody dearly and I will love him forever! When Charles was born it was a highly emotional time. 

I have a quick story from right before Charles was born. My mom and I were out trying to find a camera shop to fix her camera. We were in Layton. We were at a light and the other side of the light had a green arrow. As we waited for the light to turn, a car turned onto the road coming towards us. The lady was quite a ways down the street and was clearly never going to make the green arrow. My light turned green and I began driving into the intersection. Half way through the intersection I hit my brakes. My mom was looking down at the time, and looked up to see a car coming straight at us. The lady driving turned right in front of us at close to 30 mph. She didn't even look at us. She ran a completely red light and would have hit us head on if we would have been going any faster. (I hadn't even hit 20 mph). I pulled into a parking lot and parked. My mom was breathing so hard and was so worried about me and the baby. I had stayed completely calm. I wasn't even stressing a little bit over what had just happened (which is highly unusual for me). When my mom caught her breath she asked me how I was ok. I explained to her that I hadn't hit my brakes. I just remember the car stopping and my foot on the brake. I was completely calm as I told my mom we were alive because of Charles. Because we were surrounded by his angels. Had we been hit, it would have been fatal. We both know it. The fact that we were unharmed in an almost sure accident was amazing. It was nothing short of a miracle. I know it wasn't my reflexes that saved us from an accident that day. We were protected because of Charles. He has a very special mission to complete here on this earth. I have no idea what it is, but he is a very special child of God. 

The day before Charles was born, my mom went with me to my last doctors visit. (Cody went to work, since we knew he would be taking lots of days off. Thank goodness for FMLA!) I had my last NST and my mom loved it!

All hooked up to the monitors!

 My mom was so excited to hear Charles' heartbeat in person!

 This is the readout of Charles' movements and my contractions. 

The day before delivery I weighed in at 175.1 pounds!

Our sweet Sam! She isn't the doctor who delivered, but she was so amazing explaining how things were going to go. We really loved her!

My mom and I had an amazing week where we grew closer than we have ever been. If strengthening our relationship was Charles' mission, then he did a great job! I am glad to know that it was not his only mission because he is still here with us! My mom and I love to talk now. I am so grateful for that!

After the doctors appointment, my mom and I went to lunch and then got a manicure and pedicure!

The Corner Bakery Cafe in Salt Lake. One last lunch with my mommy before Charles made his appearance!

 We ate lunch outside and it was a beautiful sunny day!
After I took this I posted it to Facebook. My brother, Daniel, couldn't believe it! He wanted to know how I got mom to take a selfie. So I told him all I did was ask and we took some!! It was great!

 We got a pedicure and a manicure as part of our mommy daughter day together! It was such a great day to be together! 

That night Cody and I stayed at the Marriott just a few minutes away from the hospital. My Uncle David had points from his constant traveling for work, so he got us a room on the concierge floor with a king size bed. Oh my gosh. Best nights sleep. It was amazing having a night just to ourselves. We stayed up way too late. We were talking about how much things were going to change. But, mostly we talked about finally getting to meet Charles!! 

Charlyse Wilson

Disabled not Worthless

So with all of the struggles we have faced in recent months I have begun searching for sayings, church quotes and scriptures to help bring me peace. I have to say that I most certainly found it. This post is all quotes and scriptures that hit home for me in so many ways. I also have a link that I love! I came across it in my search and want to share that as well.

https://www.lds.org/topics/disability/basics/respecting-people-with-disabilities?lang=eng

I have a hard time when people look at others and only see a disability, not the person that they are! I hope everyone reads this and passes it along to others. People with disabilities are still people! And let's face it, they are usually way cooler than the 'normal' people anyways...

"Your calling is to bless lives... Just the way your smile or the way you offer to help someone can build their faith." -Henry B. Eyring 

"If you respond to the invitation to share your beliefs and feelings about the restored gospel of Jesus Christ, a spirit of love and a spirit of courage will be your constant companion." -L. Tom Perry

"Our women are not incredible because they have managed to avoid the difficulties of life - quite the opposite. They are incredible because of the way they face the trials of life." -Quentin L. Cook

"If healing does not come in mortal life, it will come thereafter. Just as the gorgeous monarch butterfly emerges from a chrysalis, so will spirits emerge."    -Boyd K. Packer 

"Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning." -Psalm 30:5

"Never assume that you can make it alone. You need the help of the Lord. Never hesitate to get on your knees in some private place and speak with Him." -Gordon B. Hinckley 

"But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint." -Isaiah 40:31

"I wish to say a word of appreciation for those among us who struggle with handicaps, and impart a message of comfort to their families, especially to the parents. Where in all of the world is the son or daughter of God who is totally without blemish? Is life not worth living if it is not perfect? Do not the people with handicaps also bring their own gifts to life  - and to others who are free of those handicaps - in a manner that cannot come in any other way? There is hardly a family without one of its members who might be considered physically or mentally diminished. I have a great appreciation for those loving parents who stoically bear and overcome their anguish and heartbreak for a child who was born with or who has developed a serious mental or physical infirmity. This anguish often continues every day, without relief, during the lifetime of the parent or the child. Not infrequently, parents are required to give superhuman nurturing care that never ceases, day or night. Many a mother's arms and heart have ached years on end, giving comfort and relieving the suffering of her special child." -James E. Faust

"Our Father in Heaven has promised us peace in times of trial and has provided a way for us to come to Him in our need. He has given us the privilege and power of prayer. He has told us to 'pray always' and has promised He will pour out his Spirit upon us." -Rex D. Pinegar 

"For reasons usually unknown, some people are born with physical limitations. Specific parts of the body may be abnormal. Regulatory systems may be out of balance. And all of our bodies are subject to disease and death. Nevertheless, the gift of a physical body is priceless. Without it, we cannot attain a fullness of joy. 

A perfect body is not required to achieve a divine destiny. In fact, some of the sweetest spirits are housed in frail frames. Great spiritual strength is often developed by those with physical challenges precisely because they are challenged. Such individuals are entitled to all the blessings that God has in store for His faithful and obedient children. 

Eventually the time will come when each 'spirit and... body shall be reunited again in... perfect form; both limb and joint shall be restored to its proper frame'(Alma 11:43). Then, thanks to the Atonement of Jesus Christ, we can become perfected in Him." -Russell M. Nelson

Charles on his blessing day! It was beautiful. He is ours for eternity and we are so blessed to be his parents. We know that regardless of how long he lives on this earth, he is sealed to us because of our temple marriage. If there was ever a reason to keep the covenants we made, this is the ultimate reason. We love Charles. It feels impossible to love one person so much. But, we do. He is perfect in every way and has changed who we are for the better. 

A Message from a proud Daddy

When I first heard the complications with our unborn son, it felt like the wind had been knocked out of me. No words could escape my mouth and no thoughts could be formed. It was a moment in my life when I felt most vulnerable.  A weight seemed to settle on my chest, as the ultrasound technician pointed at a lump on Charles' spine. My wife's eyes filled with tears as she asked the technician what was wrong. Unfortunately, she couldn't tell us what the results meant. And painfully told us that only the doctor could verify the results. We would have to wait over three hours to meet with our doctor. Little did we know we were about to walk into a new life full of trials that would challenge us on every level. Through those trials hope and miracles would arrive as we met our wonderful child, Charles the warrior spirit.

Those three hours we waited to hear results were some of the longest that I can remember. I sat in the office with my wife staring at my phone. How was I supposed to tell my family? What was I supposed to say? Words felt insufficient to describe what had just happened. And there was no way I could call to let them know. I do not cry often, just ask my wife, I feel like that emotional gene skipped me. But even the thought of trying to tell my family brought tears to my eyes. Finally, after several minutes I was able to tell my mom that we had just found out that there was a lump on the baby's spine and something was wrong. I swear that I had just sent the message and my phone started buzzing. It was my mom on the line. As I lifted up the phone tears poured down my face as I tried to control my panicked breathing to tell my mom what was going on. I don't remember what else happened those three hours. I know that I had talked to my family and that Charlyse had talked to her family. But, that dreaded moment of finding out what was wrong loomed over my head.

Finally, the time had passed as my wife and I grasped each other for support. We met with our doctor and the first thing she did was give my wife a big hug. She had a concerned look on her face that wasn't too comforting. She began to explain to us that Charles at an early stage hadn't fully developed his spine. And because of that he had an increased amont of spinal fluid sitting on his brain, which is an early indication of hydrocephalus. She could only give us the diagnosis, no specifics. Spina Bifida. She then told us we would see a specalist the following day who could give us a more acurate diagnosis and information. She warned us there was a chance that the baby might not make it to birth and that the specialists might tell us that abortion was an option. My wife started crying at the very word abortion and all hope seemed to be sucked out of us.

The rest of the day felt like a void. We had no idea what to think as we waited to see the specialist the next day. The words repeated over and over in my mind. The doctor had told us that there was a chance that he would not make it to birth. I remember at one point my dad told us we would gather together for a family prayer and blessings that night. I accepted wondering what was the point. Day turned to night as my family piled into my parents house, until we were all there. My dad had us all get on our knees and hold hands, like we used to when we were young. Then something happened that changed my view of my sons situation.  My dad prayed and a feeling came over me. I don't remember the prayer but, I remember the comfort and peace that came over me. As the prayer was ended, everyone looked at each other and I could tell that everyone had felt it. Charles was going to be ok.

The next morning, I had left the room and Charlyse had started crying. She called me back. Something unexpected had happened. Charles had punched Charlyse. She was talking when it had happened and stopped in the middle of a sentence. A smile beamed across her face as she grabbed my hand and placed it on her stomach. As I felt from the outside a small thud on my hand. A shiver went down my spine. We looked at each other with tears in our eyes. We knew our son was ok and that he wanted to be with us.

Charles was born on May 23, 2014. He has faced many complications and has defied all odds. There was a night before Charles was born when we were visiting with Charlyse's Uncle David. He looked up the meaning of Charles' name. Charles means man or warrior.  Timothy means to serve God. It is the perfect name for him. He has battled so much to live where I feel many would have given up. Many people that know him have called him a warrior spirit and he deserves that title. He has had six surgeries and faces many more. He has always been happy despite his challenges. We feel he is determined to live his life and touch the hearts of all those who meet him.

Charles and Daddy in the U of U NICU

**THIS WAS TAKEN IMMEDIATELY FOLLOWING BIRTH**

I have one last thing to say. Charles has been worth every moment we have had with him. He has brought our families closer together in ways that I never imagined. I want to thank all those who have sacrificed their time to help us. Especially my mother-in-law who came down from Alaska for a month to help us out in a moment of need. Prayers upon prayers have been uttered on his behalf. We have felt every single one of them come our way.  We thank you all.  We couldn't have done it without your support. The Lord blesses us even in our  toughest moments. I promise to all who are struggling in one way or another miracles happen. Charles is living proof of that. Lastly, this goes out to all the parents who have kids with disabilities because you are amazing. We have met many who have inspired us. To anyone who faces a troubled pregnancy have hope.  It is hard but it is worth it.

Cody Wilson

Life before Charles

This post is all about before Charles. A brief history of how life brought us to where we are now. 

We both grew up in active LDS homes. We met in September of 2010. We started dating May 3, 2011 and were engaged on July 14, 2011. We were married on October 21, 2011 in the Logan Utah Temple. It was a beautiful fall day and couldn't have been more perfect. I married my best friend that day and I wouldn't be where I am today without his love and support. 

My husband (Cody) grew up in South Ogden Utah and never moved until he served an LDS mission to Puerto Rico (a Spanish speaking mission). I grew up moving all the time! Logan Utah, Roy Utah, Reno Nevada, Puerto Rico (yup more to come here!) and then to Gilbert Arizona where I spent most of my life.

Ok so when I met Cody he had just returned from his mission and I had just moved to Utah. He was awkward I was upset I had moved away from all my friends! Great combo!! Anyways, we had a rather normal first date (as normal as you can with a newly returned missionary!) and spent most of the time talking about Puerto Rico. In continuing our friendship we found more and more things in common. We spent a lot of time talking about Cody's mission (because we both knew where Puerto Rico was on a map!) and in doing so I inevitably heard his mission presidents name. Martineau. Not a very common name. Turns out he was from (you guessed it!) Gilbert Arizona... And to boot I had gone to school with one of his kids! Small small world! 

As Cody and I spent more time together we became best friends and it eventually came down to one of two choices. Date or not be friends. We didn't think anyone was good enough for the other so we started dating in May and were married by October. Some said we were crazy, some say we are still crazy. But when you know you want to marry your best friend why wait? 

Marrying Cody and having our son Charles are the two best decisions I have made in my life. We struggled getting pregnant and staying pregnant so when we found out about Charles we were thrilled! 

We knew our lives would be different with a child. We just had no idea how much things were going to change.

Engagement photo

Engagement photo

Just married!!

Logan Temple

First Christmas 

This picture is last for a reason. We are on a path and you can see part way down the trail. We could not see the whole way we had to continue in faith that the trail we were on would take us where we were trying to go. That is how life is. We cannot see everything all the time. We have to push forward with faith and as we do a little more of the road (trail) ahead of us is revealed one step at a time. 

This is what we are here on Earth for. To live the best that we can and to strive to be more like Christ. If we have faith, in our Heavenly Father, we will be led in the paths that were meant for us.

Charlyse Wilson

Our Story

The story that I am about to write and that you are going to read is highly emotional, personal and full of very spiritual experiences. I have decided to share our story with those who wish to hear of our struggles and our triumphs. Our story is just beginning. It will be a long and difficult road ahead of us but we are firm in our beliefs and stand by all of our decisions regarding our son.

Please feel free to share our story with those you love and those who maybe just need someone to love. It has been our experience so far that everyone who meets our perfect little angel has fallen in love with him. He has even touched the hearts of anyone who sees his picture. There is just a very special spirit about Charles and although I want to hide him away from the world I cannot deprive the world of his influence. I only ask that you remain respectful in comments.  We have made decisions based on what we have felt was right for our particular circumstance. Because I cannot control the things others say I have been very hesitant to share our story.

The thoughts, feelings and experiences shared are extremely personal and very dear to my heart. We love our son more than words can adequately describe and want his story to inspire the world.

***Some photos that will be posted are not for those who get queasy***

I hope and pray that by sharing our story others will be inspired.

Meet our son Charles Timothy Wilson only minutes after birth! He was born on May 23rd 2014 at 8:05 am he weighed 5 pounds 13 ounces and to this day we do not have an accurate length due to how his legs were positioned at birth. Charles was born with Spina Bifida with his defect on T-12 which was higher and more severe than was originally expected. And this is his miracle infused story!

If you want to keep following his story as it unfolds we welcome you to Our Story!!