I have to admit, I often to forget about this day. But, never do I forget the day my child was
born, or the difficulty to put into words the experience was of having him in
the neonatal intensive care unit. Little
Brady was my premie baby. I never
thought he would bless us with his arrival a whole month early. One can’t really plan an event like
this. But since he did, I knew he was
going to need some extra love, extra prayers, and extra care. He received all of that and though he be
little, he continues to thrive. I’m
sending thoughts to all those mommies who have had to endure a child in the
NICU (the hardest days of my life to date), those currently living this moment,
and sending prayers to all little ones born prematurely that they are given a chance
to grow like my little man did.
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