We have been through a few years of preschool and even a preschool “graduation” but there was something about watching my little peanut march proudly in his pint size cap and gown today that made me catch my breath.
I’m ready (I think). My sons, Geno and Ronan, are now 2 and half years old. In some ways it seems like forever ago, and in others, it all began yesterday. For quite some time, the trauma of our NICU journey had left me speechless. But if my tiny mighty fighters could brave 65 days in the NICU, I can certainly find the courage to put some of that into words. So here it goes. These are the things I needed hear. Or things I heard, but didn’t believe. These are the truths and lies of NICU motherhood:
If you are blessed to be a nurse, please know that what you do changes lives. What you do shines a light in the darkness for so many. On days you feel like giving up- someone needs you- and might just be speechless with gratitude.