Iv never viewed Ryan as *different* from my other children. I know she has special needs and medically has fought more battles., but iv never feared for her life, or thought I might one day leave the hospital with out her. Last night I was reminded just how fragile our babies are. Watching the nurses run around and work on getting her breathing and responding reminded me of a time I was in the kosiar PICU. Chris and I watched across the hall as nurses and doctors tried to pump the life back into a little boy. Only to no avail. Last night all I could think is *omg thats going to be us* As parents we have all the control at home, but in the hospital we have to place faith in the doctors that care for our babies. And that is super hard, bc lets face it. No one will ever care as much as mommy and daddy. Last night I thought I might watch her be intubated and slipping off. Thank fully God had other plans. *hold your babies tight...bc even though we know how strong they are, they are so extremely fragile. There are not enough words for how thankful I am to all the prayers and sweet words. They were heard last night ♡♡♡
Posted on: Mon, 19 May 2014 14:47:24 +0000
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