What I've Learned

While in the NICU so far, I've learned the noise the Giraffe bed makes when it needs more water.  This is a special isolette that Wyatt isn't in anymore but occasionally I'll hear that familiar sound down the hall.  I've learned a lot of acronyms - TPN, PICC, HFNC, CVA, CC, mL, CPAP, NG, IUGR, GI, PDA, NICU, RT and ROP, to name a few.  I've learned that medicine is (in my opinion) a very noble profession.  I'm continually amazed by their skill, care, and commitment to their patients.  I've learned that there is a bit of a "recipe" for caring for a 27 weeker like mine and although I feared for his life in those first days, they were right when they told me, "Don't worry.  This is what we do."  I've learned that thousands of other moms near and far share similar stories and almost everyone knows a preemie.  They love to share their stories with us about how well they're doing and how they know what this road we're going down is like.  And for that we're thankful!  

I've learned that Matthew is an even more incredible husband than I ever thought always ready to dry my tears, make me laugh, be our strength, and love me through every minute of every day.  And he is an equally amazing father.  I love watching him rock, talk to, feed, and love Wyatt...even at 3 am!

And I've learned that I am much stronger than I ever thought I was and even in the hardest of times, I can still see find the sparkle.  That doesn't mean I'm not realistic because there are harsh realities to this situation we're in but you have to find the silver lining.  It's always there.