I’m looking at my babies...
home, and more often than not feels like the first time.
I’m washing their bottles for the hundredth time but happily, I can’t wait to feed them again.
I say it’s ok baby, every time I hear a cry or grumble, I want to make them smile, to be able to comfort them and no one else is a privilege.
I look at them in complete awe, I can’t believe they made it out alive and are real, they are real babies and thriving.
I look back on photos of what we went through, how we even made it out of that world. It breaks and makes my heart, no one can understand unless you’ve had to endure this struggle.
I protect, I love, I will cherish every single moment of these babies life. We have EARNED this happiness.
I am forever in their debt. They have made me who I will always be. A better person is an understatement. I am so incredibly blessed they are my children.
These little ones are my entire world. So unreal how lucky I am.
Written By: Jennifer Taylor
NICU Parent and Silvie Bells Blog Contributor