I can officially say I am a NICU mom.
Our second daughter was born 6 weeks early. And I can say it's one of the scariest things I have ever been through at this point. I do however find myself wondering what each family story is as we pass each have other coming and going to see our babies.
I was sitting with my daughter just the other day and I really got to sit back and watch people come and go. As we smile at each other and wave I caught myself wondering what each story could be. As I sat in the silence and peace of holding my daughter I also found myself praying for each family as they passed by. Even without knowing their story I realized I could still pray for each of them because God knew what was going on.
I can say if it wasn't for our faith and knowing God has this all handled I am pretty sure things would be a lot more stressful and crazy.
All I ask as you finish reading this is you say a prayer for those you have passed by today.
I too was an NICU mom little over 26 years ago. Mine wasn't a preemy. He was 2 weeks over due and decided to move his bowels before birth. He had a deadly coating of muconium in his lungs. I thank the gods for making him large (10 lbs 8 oz) and strong (flipped over on the pediatrician cleaning him up immediately after birth).
ReplyDeleteMy heart was tearing out of my chest because the baby we had wanted over the years wasn't going home with me. My heart went out to the mothers and fathers whose tiny tiny babies would be there for much longer than our week. My heart went out to the nurses that were rushed into emergency mode each time my little bundle cried. His neighbor was a tiny 2 lb preemie. She would give this little tiny peep when crying. My bundle of joy would sound like a ogre yelling wak8ng all the tiny peeps. Funny thing, he's still large, very loud, obnoxious bundle of love and joy.
So glad our little Nellie Grace is doing so well. We are made from strong stock.