Today is the NICU reunion at the hospital where Sam was transferred after he was born on October 7 of last year. I'm not near home today, and Aron and the boys are out of town fishing, so I won't be able to make it. Also, it's being held during the time when Sam usually naps. Maybe I'll make it next year.
Then again, maybe not. It was such a traumatic time in my life that my heart still bears the hurt from it. I feel blessed that we did not lose Sam, but it was still a very scary time. I don't know that I want to go see his nurses. I sent them our family Christmas letter and a picture of our family last year and will probably do the same again this year. I want them to know how much they are appreciated, these people who cared for my infant in the middle of the night and during the day when I was recovering from my own infection and caring for my other 4 children.
Thank you, staff of Overland Park Regional Medical Center NICU. Without your unceasing care, we might not have a happy, sweet, precious, almost-one-year-old around today. He sleeps next to his mama every night and nurses whenever he wants. He had his first Dum-Dum sucker the other day (no teeth yet to rot out!).
(This picture taken last week at Rocky Mountain National Park before a hike!)
((hugs)) to you and the family! Sam is growing so big. What a punkin! :)
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