Day 50 in the NICU wasn't a great one. Day 51 was splendid. I'll never forget arriving at the NICU, tentatively walking in, always wondering what hurdle we would face that day, checking the board to see if his weight was up or not, and then peering into that ever familiar plastic box to see my baby.
That day was different. When I peered in, I saw my tiny bundle in clothes. Real, commercially produced, Carter's-label-toting, that-other-babies-wear...clothes! I'll never forget that navy and white striped onesie, joking about how the horizontal stripes made his tiny figure look just a tad bit larger.
You never know when these babies are ready for the next "normal" but that day, the nurses knew, and someone had shared their outgrown baby's preemie clothes and made our day 51 unforgettable. Hopefully someone else's day 51 or 31 or 91 will be extra special, too with one of Wyatt's outgrown outfits.
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