I remember when my son Diego was born. This day was very special to me, because he was born prematurely. I felt happy and worried because it was necessary that he be in an incubator. He was transported to Massachusetts General Hospital because he needed special care. In the hospital where Diego was born, they didn't have all the medicines necessary for his special care. Also, I felt afraid about that because on February 23rd, 2000 my first baby died from the same problems. I will never forget this date. Every child is different; one child does not substitute for the other one. When I went back home, I felt sad because my baby was in the hospital and I was at home. After three weeks, Diego came home and we felt very happy. I want to write about when Adrian, my third child, was born. My first baby and Diego were born prematurely, but Adrian was not. He was born at 41 weeks and he was born with a hearing loss. Now my son is getting a lot of help for his problem. He can hear and he is learning how to talk. I know that Adrian is learning a lot, but he still needs more help. His hearing aid is helping him but not one hundred percent. It is possible that my child could receive a Cochlear Implant. We are excited about that idea, but at the same time we are afraid of the surgery because he is only 2 ½ years old. Sometimes it is hard to imagine that something like the loss of hearing can happen to your child and it is difficult to accept it. But when you can see how wonderful it is when your children are smiling at you and you look at their faces and see how happy they are, then the only thing that you can say is " Thank you God for my wonderful children.'' When my children called me "mom" for the first time, I was very happy. Sometimes you can feel your heart palpitating with joy. When you hear your children say, "I love you mommy". I love my children, they are my life!