My nephew Logan has just turned two and he is the happiest and most charming boy ever. As an auntie, I may be biased, but given all that Logan has been through I think he is the most remarkable little boy.

My sister-in-law Christina was 25 weeks into her pregnancy when she was admitted to the Royal Surrey Hospital on 6th May 2009. When we met at the hospital, along with Christina's family, my brother Gordon was already there and told us she was going to have an emergency C-section. We didn't know what this meant; it was so early in the pregnancy. Logan was born, weighing 2lbs, but we found out that his chances of survival were 50-50 and he had to be transferred to St George's neonatal unit in Tooting because of his severe prematurity. This was so heartbreaking for Logan, for Gordon and for Christina.

The next day I made the journey to St George's along the roads that are now so familiar to me. I remember seeing Logan for the first time in the incubator. He was so incredibly small and he was linked up to so many monitors, medicines and alarms. He was also on a ventilator. The alarms kept on going off, and each time I became anxious, not knowing what it meant. It's funny how quickly you get used to them and learn what each of them mean.

With each day that passed, Logan got stronger. For weeks he didn't open his eyes, although I had just expected him to. It was quite grounding to realise how much he needed to develop in the incubator, but it was great when he first opened them. I'll always remember the first time I heard him cry in the incubator. It was such a quiet cry but it was the first sound I heard from him at all. The first time I got to hold Logan was so special. I held him against my chest and he was just so incredibly small.

Logan had major problems with his lungs and his bowels. Steroids really helped his lungs and it was truly brilliant when he came off the ventilator and I saw him breathing on his own. He had to have three operations on his bowels while he was at St George's. The first operation was when he was just a week old and he had his final operation to correct a hernia last year.

Logan spent over three months at St George's before he was transferred back to the Royal Surrey. He spent a few weeks there before he got to go home-a really amazing day. I've got such admiration for Gordon and Christina. They have gone through so much and are such strong people. Thankfully they were able to stay at the Ronald McDonald house in the grounds of St George's whilst Logan was there, so they were able to spend as much time as possible with him. Logan received fantastic care and I am so grateful for the technology and the incredibly special and talented doctors and nurses they have at the neonatal unit at St George's. It really does feel like a miracle that my nephew is the fabulous boy that he is!