I went into labor at t w e n t y s i x weeks. Nine days later, they were born. One without a heart beat & the other terribly ill. Their situation was grim & my heart was broken. The next four months in the nicu felt like ONE long day. I don’t remember eating or sleeping. We weren’t sure if we would ever bring them home to meet their big brother. I watched our baby boys fight hard to defy odds. When they reached four lbs, we got the ok to leave. It was too soon. They ended up back in the hospital fighting to stay alive. Their first year of life was r o u g h. The recovery hasn’t ended. They face challenges today that would be incomprehensible to some. But dammit, they are H E R E & they are perfect just the way they are!
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