Wednesday, April 5, 2017


We just wanted to share what we do since Tiny Hummingbirds came to be in November 2011.
Just this past Saturday we had a team participate in the March For Babies walk supporting the March of Dimes. Our team raised almost $500!! We have been doing that since 2012.
This year will be our 6th year to partner with the March of Dimes in distributing Mother's Day Bags and Father's Day Bags for the local Nicu's. We take bags to WRMC, Willow Creek, Mercy in Rogers and Northwest in Bentonville. These bags contain some things that hopefully help parents while their baby is in the NICU. Some of the items are snacks, drinks, cards, socks, journals, puzzle books, shower gel just to name a few.
We also try and give the babies something at Christmas and have handed our cards at Valentine's Day.
We have had a blood drive, in which we had 20 pints of blood donated to the local Red Cross.
We have done a book drive and blanket drive in which we donated the items to UAMS in Little Rock.
We also reach out to any family that we hear of that has lost a baby, either through miscarriage or stillbirth or if the baby was only here for a little while,
We partnered along with March of Dimes in a balloon release for World Prematurity Day. This event will be an annual event.
We had a banquet fundraiser in which we raised enough money to purchase an Angel Eye Camera and donated it to the UAMS Nicu.
Please consider making a tax deducible donation on Thursday April 6th during ArkansasGives as we try in some small way to make a difference in the lives of others!

Sunday, April 2, 2017


There were so many preemie birthdays in March! What a blessing each one of these sweet kids are! Below are the Facebook posts from our page. 

March 21~~Our little firecracker is 6!! Emry has such a heart of gold and a brain that thinks through everything..... And asks questions about EVERYTHING! πŸ˜œ She's incredibly thoughtful and loves with all that's in her. ❤️ This year she didn't want a party, she just wanted to celebrate all day long on her "real" birthday, so that's exactly what we did! She woke up, put on her fancy black dress with her shiny black heels and off we went! We had donuts, High Rise, went to the park, then played on our giant slip and slide. After that, we put our new Lego sets together, then grilled out on this most BEAUTIFUL day. Then topped the day off with mermaid ice cream cake and Trolls cupcakes! All her favs in one day! From sun up until sun down! we are so blessed by this girl EVERY.SINGLE.DAY!! She brings so much joy and laughter to our lives! Happy birthday sweet Emry!! We are thankful to God we get to celebrate this day 

March 23rd~~This sweet precious boy is 2 today!!! Happy birthday Duke!!! We hope you've had a fun filled day!! πŸ’œπŸŽ‰πŸŽˆ

March 25th~~Happy happy birthday to this very handsome 6 year old!! Colt we hope that you have the best day ever!!!!πŸ’œπŸŽ‰

March, 26th~~Happy 6th Birthday to Emry's best NICU buddy! Brennen you have been a special blessing to us since the day you were born and became NICU neighbors with Emry! Both of you leaving UAMS on the same day made it even better and you've been friends ever since! We love you SO much and we hope you are having an AWESOME day!!! πŸ’™πŸŽ‰πŸŽˆ

Sunday, October 26, 2014

Introducing Tiny Hummingbirds!

Big news for a group that helps tiny babies and their families! The Hummingbird Foundation is now Tiny Hummingbirds, an official non-profit organization. We've been hard at work this year, going through all the paperwork to be recognized as a non-profit.  As part of that process, our lawyer advised us to change our name. So here we are, the same organization you love, now known as Tiny Hummingbirds!

Being a non-profit opens many doors, including that we are now eligible to apply for many grants. This is good news for our supporters, too: your donations to Tiny Hummingbirds are now tax-deductible!

We're at work on the 2015 Calendar.  The photo shoot was over the weekend, and we are still smiling from seeing all those little cuties! The smiles are so sweet, and the stories of these mighty little kiddos will melt your heart. It is such an honor to work with families who have been through so much, and who are now eager to help other families going through a similar journey.

We're expecting the calendars by mid-November, and soon we'll be taking orders online.  Check back, or follow us on Facebook.  Meanwhile, if you know of a retail location that would be interested in carrying the calendars, please email us!

Thursday, March 21, 2013

Happy 2nd Birthday Emry Taylor!

In honor of Emry's 2nd birthday, we would love to share her story with you, written by Emry's parents, Jeff and Holly. We love you Memmy Tay-Tay!!


In January 2011 we went in for our scheduled ultrasound to find out whether our little Alli was  going to have a baby sister or a baby brother. We were SO excited when the tech told us we were going to be welcoming home another sweet baby girl! Immediately visions of tea parties, dress up and "playing house" (as Alli likes to call it) filled my heart. All of that quickly faded though as I noticed the look of concern on the techs face as she told us our baby's growth was about 2 weeks behind what it should be. She quickly reassured us that she was sure everything was fine and our doctor would have more answers once he looked at the ultrasound....

Fast forward about 4 weeks and we are now meeting with a geneticist from UAMS and one of the top OB doctors in the state via satellite. It was during this appointment we had our first (of many I might add) level 2 ultrasound. This ultrasound checked for every genetic abnormality it could, as well as possible placental or umbilical issues. They checked kidney function, brain function, even all 4 chambers of the heart! You name it, they checked it. Much to our relief there was no physical sign of anything wrong other than the fact she was now measuring about 3 weeks behind what her gestational age said she should be. 

At this point they told me to eat, yes eat, as much as possible and try laying on my side to increase blood flow through the umbilical cord. 

Fast forward again with me and it's now Thursday, March 17th. I had been trying to lay down all morning but with a busy almost 2 year old who could rest??? I noticed decreased movement and decided not to take any chances, I was calling the doctor! After several tests and ultrasounds through out the day, our doctor and neonatologist decided it was best for us to pack our bags and head to UAMS-Little Rock as they were unsure as to what was causing the slow growth and were fairly certain my cord had began to back flow all the blood and nutrients that were going to the baby. This was the first time we had really heard from any of the doctors that there was a very good chance our baby would not survive. There was a reason she was not growing, and though they couldn't figure out why, the odds were not looking good. So here it was 9:30 pm and we were leaving Willow Creek and heading to Little Rock. Our hearts are devastated. We'd known now for several weeks there was something not right, but up until now I thought the worst case scenario we'd have a a premature baby, maybe stay in the hospital a few days and get to bring her home safe and healthy. Now we were faced with "if your child survives birth, she will have no quality of life." So we prayed.... and prayed.... and prayed.... I can remember the 3 hour drive to Little Rock being so quiet as Jeff & I both were trying to make sense of it all. 

My amazing parents made the drive with us because they knew we would not want to be without Alli, as we were told they were unsure how long we would be there. All we were told was that they were going to try and keep our baby inside of me as long as possible because that was the safest place for her, but how long that would be they didn't know. 

So here we are in Little Rock, my parents and Alli at a hotel, and Jeff & I at UAMS awaiting results and tests to determine what the next step would be. Again, no answers, only the best thing for our baby right now is to try and keep her safe inside of me.... 

This went on for 3 days, and after many sleepless nights and many games of ol' heck, we were told it was time....

The first night after Emry was born was definitely the hardest for me. All I wanted to do was be with her. All these months of awaiting the day I would get to hold this child growing inside of me and there I was, laying in bed, recovering, not able kiss her tiny cheek and rock her gently to sleep. At this point Jeff was my go-to man! He was splitting time between coming upstairs to give me updates and running back down to Emry's room to check on her. The Dr's continued to say the the first 24 hours were critical. If she could make it past that 24 hour mark we could breathe a little easier. That by no means meant she was in the clear but hope was on the rise.

After Emry hit that 24 hour mark we all breathed a sigh of relief and knew that God had a plan for this tiny miracle.

It was that second night that hit Jeff the hardest. Me in the hospital bed and he on the oh so comfy couch/pull out bed, I could see him tossing and turning non stop throughout the night. It was 2:05 am when he reached for the notebook we'd been using to keep score of the endless card games from the days leading up, which I won most of by the way, and he began to write. Tears flowing down his cheeks, I knew this was his moment. I can remember praying for him, for him to find rest and comfort and the peace he needed to make it through the night. It wasn't until that next day that he showed me the letter he wrote to sweet Emry.... 

Who would have thought that the words he was writing to his tiny baby girl would one day provide us with the name for our foundation . 
"I distinctly remember the Dr telling us when they brought Emry into the recovery room, a few minutes after she was delivered, that they were going to give her some "sugar water". I remember thinking to myself that she was "eating" like a hummingbird. That is what we always fed hummingbirds when I was a kid. I remember thinking what a nickname that would be for little Emry, if she made it. Our little hummingbird....."

he went on to write....
"..............I feel like God is saying, "go ahead, and make your lists of things she can't do because she is just to small, too young, too premature, too whatever! Make your list of all that she just can't do. When you have all the medical information calculated and put together in a prognosis for this little angel, and you are ready to write her off as just too small to do any of these things, that's when I'll step in and say 'I know you say she CAN'T, but let me put my hand on her and then you can watch this little hummingbird fly."

That is what The Hummingbird Foundation is all about. It is our hope and our desire to reach out to those who have NO hope, when all odds are against you, when the road is just to hard, we want to show there IS a hope, MIRACLES DO HAPPEN! In this moment in time we found that the hummingbird and Emry really were NOT that different. She was doing things doctors were saying shouldn't be possible, she was just too weak, too small, too fragile, just as scientists once believed that it was impossible for a hummingbird to fly. It's amazing what can happen once God is in control! If God can take a tiny hummingbird and create it to do amazing, unbelievable things, think of the "impossible" things WE can do! 
There's lots more to this story, the fantastic ups & downs of her stay in the NICU. If you would like to read more, please visit our family blog : 

Thursday, November 1, 2012

They're heeerrre!!!

Our 2nd annual 2013 Hummingbird Foundation preemie calendars are printed and ready and I must say they are absolutely BEAUTIFUL!! Contact us at and we'll get you hooked up! More previews to come soon!

October {Gracyn}

 Meet Miss Gracyn! She is our October calendar model! This sweet girl was in the hospital at the same time as the same town but different hospitals. She texted and kept me up to date on tornado warnings! HA We grew up with her Momma so we said lots of prayers for this girl! Here is her story, written by her mom, Amanda.

 In August of 2010 we found out we were having our 3rd child. …we were beyond ecstatic!  We immediately started planning and adjusting our lives for a new baby. On October 12, 2010 we went for our 14 week prenatal check-up. My doctor had some free time that evening and asked if I wanted to do an early ultrasound. He thought I was measuring a little big and could have been a few weeks farther along than we thought. So of course we were so excited to see our precious baby on ultrasound earlier than expected! But what was to come following those next few minutes changed our lives forever. He got very quiet and I knew immediately something was wrong. He explained that he saw a large mass growing on our baby’s tummy and he thought we needed to go in for a more detailed ultrasound to confirm. We were scheduled an appointment at UAMS Medical Center in Little Rock that next week. We made the long 3 hour drive down where they confirmed to us that our daughters intestines were growing on the outside of her body. They told us that she was perfectly healthy otherwise but this was a very serious condition that would require immediate surgery following delivery and she would spend weeks to months in Arkansas Children’s Hospital. This news was devastating to our entire family. How were we going to cope? Mentally, physically, financially?? How were we going to raise our other 2 children and live in Little Rock all at the same time?? All these thoughts were running through my mind. Why us God?
                My pregnancy continued as planned and we accepted the fact of what was to come and prepared our lives for our baby to spend her first weeks of life in a hospital 3 hours away from our home. The pregnancy was fairly routine until I reached 35 weeks and they told me I had entirely too much amniotic fluid and she could possibly be born within the week! SCARY!!! Not only will she be born with this condition (which we now knew was called “gastroschesis”), she would be born prematurely! On March 17, 2011 at 36 weeks Gracyn Sloane made her grand entrance into this world. She weighed in at 5 lbs even. It all happened so fast. They wrapped her tiny body in a plastic like bag to protect her intestines and then swaddled her the best they could in a blanket before handing her to me to hold for just a minute before they whisked her away to meet the Angel One helicopter that would fly her over 200 miles away. Of course I could not be released from the hospital until the next day so daddy jumped in his truck and raced away to Little Rock. That was the hardest part to me….being 200 miles away from my newborn daughter. As I lay in my hospital bed all I could think was how scared she was and how I was supposed to be there by her side. She needed her mommy!! Finally a few hours later, Children’s hospital called my room and let me know she landed safely in Little Rock and was all settled in the NICU. I had to give verbal permission over the phone to allow them to perform her first surgery. That was a terrifying thought! Just a few hours after her arrival, Gracyn had her first of 3 surgeries. It consisted of sewing a “silo” bag around the opening in her tummy and placing her intestines in this bag. Their plan was to allow gravity to do its job and the intestines would return inside the body without any force. When I arrived at children’s hospital 20 hours later I got to see Gracyn for the first time since she had left my arms. She was hooked up to every machine and cord you could possibly think of. I COMPLETELY LOST IT!!! I couldn’t stop crying. Daddy had already been there with her and had tried to prepare me for what I was about to see. There is no preparing for something like that. It was the most difficult thing I have ever faced…….

                “So, she’s here now, what is our plan doc?”  They explained to us that Gracyn would lie flat on her back and their hope was that her intestines would return to her body like planned and they would sew her up and we would just wait for them to start working correctly. And that if all went as planned she would go home in a few weeks. On March 24th (one week old) her intestines had returned inside her body and they took her back for her 2nd surgery. They sewed her up and we prayed for success. “Within the week she should start stooling and be on the road to recovery and be home in no time.” Those were such encouraging words to us. Well, weeks went by…..still no stools. We prayed every day for POOP! That’s all I could say was “God please let there be poop today!” After 6 long weeks of waiting and still no poop, they took her back for an x-ray. They shot some sort of dye through her intestines and we found out that there was some blockage and she would require another surgery. Those words were like a knife to our hearts. All I could think was this isn’t supposed to be happening to her. Why?? I remember feeling jealousy towards another family who had a baby there with the exact same condition. She arrived a week after Gracyn and was already home at this point. I was so frustrated, exhausted, stress and scared. We were so ready to be home at this point. We had been juggling our family life with our other 2 children. My fiancΓ©e still had to work during the week and they had to go to school. But thankfully my mother was able to be off work and spend the entire time with me down there. Tim and the kids would come down on the weekends and we tried to make it as normal as possible for them. But it took a toll on our entire family.  6 weeks away from my other babies was heart wrenching. I felt like I had abandoned my children. I know that sounds crazy, but I just felt so helpless. We continued to pray. There was a chance this surgery wouldn’t work and she could possibly face some very serious challenges ahead.

                On May 5, 2011 at 7 weeks old Gracyn had her FINAL surgery!!! They cut her open, pulled her entire small intestines out, snipped the bad part out and sewed the ends back together. And BAM…..2 days later we had POOP!!! I have never been so happy to open up a diaper and see that! 2 weeks later on May 19 we rolled her down the halls of Children’s Hospital in a little red wagon. Hands down the happiest day of our lives!!! We loaded her up in our truck and headed back to Fayetteville. HOME!!!!

                Gracyn is now 19 months old and we haven’t looked back once. She hasn’t faced any problems from this. She is the picture of perfect health and you would never know she was a preemie or had 3 surgeries…unless you look at her tummy, which is beautifully scarred ; ) She eats constantly, talks your ear off and has a smile that will light up the room. She is the boss at our house and has every right to be. God has truly blessed us with our little miracle baby. The road was a long one and was the most challenging experience of our lives….. but worth every single minute.