I love this picture because it is so peaceful at a time that was so
tumultuous. Ryan is 2 days old here, and I
hadn't got the chance to hold him yet, he was in the
NICU and I was in recovery trying to get my blood pressure down from the
pre-
eclampsia. I
couldn't leave the bed and he
couldn't leave the
NICU so
JB brought me this picture of our new son. I was so tired from the 28 hours of labor, so bloated from the 45 pounds of excess fluid (yes 2 weeks later I would be 45 pounds lighter), so drained from the emotional, scary pregnancy, so sore from the c section, and so so worried about my little boy who had fought the odds to be here and who I had yet to hold. This picture brought me a great sense of peace and when I look back on those days instead of
remembering how everything went so wrong it helps me
remember that everything is going to be alright.
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Heidi & Jack.
I have one so similar that I bring out all the time to look at on bad days. I had the same problem - baby in the NICU, me attached to the Magnesium Sulfate drip on a different floor (and oh, god, the fluid - it was horrid). I was physically in the worst place of my life, but so blissfully happy every time I looked at the pictures M shot of my daughter.