“Some of you are screaming at me right now, ‘WE GET IT – YOU HAVE A SPECIAL NEEDS CHILD.’ But I wonder still, do you get it? We don’t know if we will ever get to hear him say ‘I love you.'”
‘It could be worse.’ Yes. It could be worse. No, I didn’t lose my child. But our children, my child, have lost a lot.’
‘He’s not fatal but we have no idea what’s wrong. We won’t know until birth.’ My husband waited outside. A nurse was singing to keep me calm. The next thing I knew, I felt like I was drowning.’
“I could hear codes being called and people screaming. He was bagged and got CPR for 3 minutes. I didn’t wake up until that evening. 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!’”
