September is NICU awareness month. This September, our sweet Georgia Day is 8 months old. She’s reached yet another milestone that each and every NICU family only prays they’ll make someday. At the time of her birth my posts were all positive, because being positive was our only option. But in truth, we were scared as hell. I was only able to hold my baby in my arms for less than one minute, long enough for our first family photo, before nurses rushed her out and away for the next four hours... while we waited. And prayed. And waited some more. We were first time parents, that had just delivered new life five weeks ahead of schedule, and had to rely on a phone call from the nurses station to let us know that everything was “under control,” whatever that meant.
I can honestly say that I prayed longer and harder in those next 7 days than in 13 total years of Catholic schooling combined. For each step forward there were 3 steps back, and another 24 hours stay in a hospital bed while my newborn was: down the hall, take a right, around the corner to the double doors, down another hall, into the wash station where we sanitized, gowned and gloved, put our phones in ziploc bags, and finally pressed the call button to be admitted into yet another incredibly overwhelming room, just to stare at our beautiful miracle with wires criss crossed around every limb and tubes in her nose. It’s engrained into my memory so perfectly because we made that same trip every 2 hours for 7 straight days... we were at every single feeding, even when it was someone else feeding her. I wanted my baby to know my voice and feel my love energy pouring through the confines of her tiny plastic box, underneath and around each cord and monitor, through and through the five layers of clothing and blankets necessary to keep her body temperature at bay. She still has a tiny indention on her left ear from a monitor clamp, a souvenir from her first fighting days on Earth. And boy did she fight!
But through all of our exhaustion, through all of our tears, God delivered. (finished in comments) ❤️