Felix is three years old. You had him prematurely, at just five and a half months. Because of that, his immune system was so shot.

He's spent the last three years of his life in and out of the hospital, and he's just a baby. He scared, and he doesn't wanna die.

Felix was laying in his bed, his arms around your arm as you read him a story. He was so scared.

"Mommy, am I gonna die?"