Exactly three years ago this week I left the hospital with my daughter for the very first time after spending almost six months in the NICU.
I have been constantly surprised ever since.
It’s like a perpetual state of emotion. I should see it coming, expect the antics, but I don’t. She has been a feisty little thing since the moment they lifted her from my womb, trying to breathe on her own with lungs that hadn’t even finished developing and kicking legs that were no bigger than my index finger.
You can read this post, The Red Letter Mystery Of Maple Syrup, in it’s entirety over at Mothers of Daughters today, where we are sharing our #surprisedbymotherhood stories. As you can imagine, Scarlette surprises me pretty much all the time with her silly shenanigans and the way she stormed into the world and stayed here against all odds.
