I remember like it was yesterday. My water breaking on the harvest moon in perigee. I was shocked. I'm always 41 weeks, I thought. I'm only 37 weeks, this can't be. Then after having her, she grunted. For almost an hour straight. When I asked the nurse and midwife if it was normal, they checked just to be sure. But she looked fine. She'd never come back to our room. .
Praise God for St. Francis..praise God the Pediatrician checked her oxygen. Praise God for ambulances and surfactant. .
She lived. She lives. And every day I'm grateful. .
Being at the Henrey Zarrow NICU is what started my whole new journey to a new way of thinking! Changing from a poverty mindset to an abundance mindset. Realizing that by Henry Zarrow being willing to love money and earn it to do good with it, I could do the same. And help save lives. Maybe even souls!
On #worldprematurityday I say thank you to God for the experience. To the NICUs everywhere, and honestly, the whole medical profession! I know you're all out there truly trying to save lives! So thanks🤗💓