Memories

08/Jan/2009

Some memories can change: They are as fluid as their outcome and depend heavily on it. They can sway to the right or left with the brush of feather, a second of change, one tiny instant of uncertainty.

Thankfully for us, our memory is a good one.

Looking back through some old photos of the children, I came across some of Buddy’s days in the Nicu.  Buddy (formerly Baby O, see notes) was born nearly a month early. This isn’t extreme by any standard and he was strong and fought for air. Literally. The nurses in the Nicu loved and cared for him while he learned to breath on his own and we watched from a rocking chair holding his tiny hand and snuggling his oxygen-masked tiny face.

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We knew he would be ok. Of course we knew. But in those moments, those times of uncertainty, where a brush of a feather to fate could make the outcome something unavoidably horrible, we held our breath and pictured him toddlering about, giggling, laughing, running.

I’ve never been so glad to be so right. Or as thankful to not have to be wrong.

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Comments

  1. I voted for ya babe and Twittered about it.

    I’ve been reading you and a fan of yours forevah so how could I NOT?

    Smooches.

    By Jamie on 2009 01 08

  2. One more vote for ya!!

    By Susan on 2009 01 08

  3. I think you know Declan was a 32 week preemie, so that photo is kind of haunting for me.

    xoxox

    By Aimee Greeblemonkey on 2009 01 08

  4. P.S. Scroll down for my NICU pic:
    http://www.greeblemonkey.com/2006/01/declans-birth-story-friday-13th.html

    By Aimee Greeblemonkey on 2009 01 08

  5. I voted again.  I forgot how tiny Buddy was.  He’s such a beautiful big boy now.

    By MariaV on 2009 01 09

  6. Little sweetums!  voted for you too, hon!

    By Marie on 2009 01 09