Hi, I'm Amanda. I'm a single mommy, superwoman and "doctor" to my three miracles. My first two miracles came in the form of identical twin boys born at 36 weeks - as seemingly healthy as the could be. They're 5 now but around 3 months old, we found out that they had inherited Retinoblastoma from me (yeap, I'm a cancer survivor too...). That's when I learned that sometimes, what doesn't kill me ultimately makes me stronger. Good thing too becasue 18 months later, I met my third miracle. He's 3 now but before he was born, we found out that he would be born with a CHD called Transposition of the Great Arteries (TGA). After spending about a month in the hospital undergoing not only bedside surgery in the NICU but open heart surgery and spending a few days on ECMO (Heart bypass), you'd never know now what he'd gone through aside from the scars on his chest: his battle wounds...the door to his heart. There's hardly anything you can tell me now that I wouldn't be able to handle; I'm a Mommy23Miracles.