“It was hard for me to look at him. He was my second child but I felt like I was a first-time mom and I was going to break him. Every irrational fear went through my mind. I finally realized I was madly in love with this little boy of mine, and was ready to go to the ends of the earth to get him the care he needed.”
‘He had 10 fingers and 10 toes, but they were fused together. He was beautiful, but I was very disconnected. He looked different.’
‘It’s a bambino!’ I was like, ‘what??’ All I saw was all the HAIR she had! Then 5 seconds later, she was whisked way to the NICU.’
“When I first looked at her, I knew something was different. I asked my husband, ‘What did you think when you went to see her?’ He replied, ‘She’s just so perfect and beautiful.’ I couldn’t shake what was in the back of my mind.”
‘Mrs. Morgan? We have a 3-year-old little boy in the PICU. He’s been here 6 months and needs a home.’
“‘6 months in the PICU! Why?!’ 3 months, because he was sick. 3 months, because no one would take him home.”
‘Expect problems,’ she told us. I had heard those words before, yet my brain couldn’t make sense of them. ‘What kind of problems?,’ I asked, my voice trembling.’
“A dark thought crossed my mind. ‘Maybe David will die, and we’ll be able to forget this whole thing ever happened.’ As soon as that thought came, it was quickly followed by another. ‘God, please, please don’t let my baby die!’”
