Welcome Home Sweet Isabella!

As I sit and write this, I can finally exhale. After the pre-term labor scare at 25 weeks, the 5+ week early delivery and the 17 endless days and nights in the NICU... I am writing with my sweet baby girl sleeping in the bassinet next to me. She's home. She made it. She has had so many things to learn in her time at the hospital. She is breathing on her own, eating well, stabalizing her body temperature, remembering to keep her heart beating...she is a healty preemie! Sitting in the NICU this morning waiting for her to be discharged I had a realization. While I sat in this chair and watched her, prayed for her and worried about her...she was getting stronger. Everyday she was a little stronger and able to accomplish a little more. I realized this morining as I silently sat and watched, my baby learned to breathe.

All of these years, so many prayers all wrapped up in a pink blanket right by my side. It sure does seem like all is right with the world from where I sit.