Sometimes, when people would ask, the anger I felt at our situation would rise up and boil over in my answer.
“She’s going to be perfect” I’d spit through gritted teeth.
Other times, the weight pressed heavy on my shoulders, bowed and bent under the reply.
“I don’t know. I don’t know. But she’s perfect.” I’d whisper, choking on both the words and the emotions.
“Is she going to be normal?”
I’m very honored to share that I am now a contributing writer at PreemieBabies101, the blog of the Hand To Hold organization and where I hope that sharing our story will provide encouragement for other families who unexpectedly find themselves in the frightening world of prematurity. Please click here to read the rest of this post on the PreemieBabies101 blog.
