The NICU is hard. No doubt about it, it’s hard. It’s hard to see babies struggling to live. It’s hard to see babies separated from their moms and dads. It’s hard to see families worried – terribly worried – about their babies. It’s hard to see parents trying to understand complex medical diagnoses and having to make impossible choices. And yet…It’s wonderful. To see a person – a very tiny but very real person – grow from a fragile, delicate 1 pound baby to 2 and then 3 and then 4 pounds before your eyes is incredible. To see a 9 pound baby who was covered with tubes and wires, sick, medicated, alone in the crib…. to see those tubes and wires go away over time, and in their place finding parents snuggling them with their sweet milky smiles, it’s fantastic. To see families adapting to meet the needs of their babies, and see them gain confidence as they learn and grow is lovely. And to see the postcards and holiday cards showcasing strong little former-NICU patients starting kindergarden, graduating college, raising their own families? Absolutely beautiful.
Posted on: Fri, 12 Sep 2014 01:49:24 +0000
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