The packet of wipes brings reality sharply into focus. You know the one – or maybe you don’t – that you have to use to wipe his tiny body the night before a surgery.

Going into today’s appointment, I knew I’d be advocating for this procedure for Kiran. I knew I would need to be strong in my stance, that this was the right path forward for a better quality of life.

I was so focused on preparing my heart and mind for that fight that I couldn’t sleep last night.

And now, even though it’s a month away, I can’t sleep because that packet of wipes is in my house.