Imagine your amniotic fluid has evaporated...no reason for it NOT to be there, it just isn't!

Imagine being told you'll be having a c-section in an hour...at 32 weeks gestation.

Imagine the neonatologist coming to get you out of the shower two days later, the baby has a hole in his bowel and needs surgery promptly. Imagine your nurse having to hang antibiotics, and almost not getting to hold him before he goes to the operating room.

Imagine after he's recovered from the surgery and starting to feed, that he's allergic to your breast milk.

Imagine him PLAYING with you when he's two weeks old...a full six weeks before he was supposed to have been born.

Imagine having to peel the glue from the leaking ostomy bag off of his skin, give him a bath, and attach a new bag by yourself three days after he comes home, because your husband had to go to the airport. Imagine after all that stress, the sweetest smile in the world as he drifts off to sleep.

Imagine being exhausted, stressed, broke...everything that comes with having a preemie...and having none of it matter when you curl up in bed with his warm, snuggly little body and get THREE HOURS of sleep.

Imagine, even now, curling up in bed with his warm, snuggly little body...and waking up to discover he's taking up half the bed! Imagine his grin when he wakes up...