Our Stay in the NICU

January 29, 2011

After her gracious entry into the world and her stellar recovery from back closure surgery, Chemobaby spent a week in the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit, also known as the NICU. It was a dimly lit room full of noisy monitors, nurses and doctors shuffling about, and parents visiting their little ones. After spending a day or two there, we became familiar with which parents belonged to each baby. Interestingly enough, the baby in the station next to Chemobaby belonged to a lesbian couple, both attractive blondes, that looked to be about 35 and 42 years old. But that was not the most interesting thing about them. Their baby, a little girl, had been born extremely premature and had only weighed 15 ounces at birth!

It was amazing to us that a baby in that circumstance would even survive. It was January 2008 and this poor little girl had arrived in the NICU in September of 2007, according to the chart affixed to her station. We spent a total of 7 days in the NICU, and these poor women had a child that had been there for months…we couldn’t even fathom what that must be like. Driving back and forth from home to the NICU to visit and feed the baby, praying for the day when they could finally bring their baby home with them. At this time, I was doing the same thing, and the four nights I spent at home staring at an empty crib were awful. Knowing what they had gone through helped me to put things in perspective.  I thought about what a trooper the little girl must be to survive severe prematurity like that. Observing her during our stay made us even more thankful for the outcome that we had experienced so far. And all of you who know us personally know that Chemobaby’s fast recovery from surgery was only the beginning of the positive outcomes that we would experience.

As luck would have it, the little fighter in the station next to us got wheeled out of the NICU in a wheelchair with one of her mommies a few hours before Chemobaby was released. We were very happy to be taking Chemobaby home, be we imagined that after months of long distance mothering, these two ladies must have been elated. Wherever you are, 15-ounce preemie girl, we salute you.


One comment

  1. Sweet Nancy. What a nice story—I hope that little girl is rocking as much as my little niece. xoxoxo

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