Those days were some of the longest days of my life and now they seem like they only amounted to a half second compared to the last year. I have a hard time remembering every day in the NICU, I think I was in the fog of new mommyhood, traumatized from our birth story which you can read here. Every morning from May 14th-June 8th, we woke up and went to the hospital. We would stay there from 9am-7/8pm, I wanted to stay 24/7 but the amazing nurses kept reminding me I had to heal too, I had major surgery as well as pushed a baby out, not to mention my body had been on rest mode for 8 long weeks while on bedrest.
The NICU is a rollercoaster in which all you want to do is get off at the next stop. Luckily at the time I didn't know the extent of a lot of information until I got their medical records for our insurance. Like the fact that Ava was intubated (I never knew), only for an hour or so because her AGPAR scores were so low at birth. When I found that out I got upset, I felt like she must have bee sicker then I knew, but thankfully she is perfectly healthy today.
The one thing that kept me sane was the nurses, I knew my babies were in good GREAT hands of the nurses and doctors at the hospital.
Here are just a few pictures of our time in the NICU and the babies homecoming.