Just wanted to send my love and prayers out to all the parents with their baby's in the NICU. My baby boy was born at 34+5; we're at day 9 in the hospital. He's coming home tomorrow, but I've met moms here whos babys have been in much longer. It's not an easy thing to only really be able to hold your lo when feeding and having to leave at the end of the night; sleep without them; come to the hospital for as many feeds as you can which leaves you with a maximum of an hour left before you're coming back. Staring at the monitor to make sure their heartbeat, respitory and oxygen are ok; and if that alarm goes off for whatever reason you have a mini heart attack and stay even longer just watching if anything happens again. You go home exhausted and feeling guilty for not being there every second. You forget about showers or eating and your priority is to either be with them or pump for them because anything you do for yourself you feel bad for. Our situations bring us to a whole new level of what love, stress, fear, pride, and selflessness means. Just wanted to say that each day passed is one day closer to your baby coming home; stay strong mommy's! Our little ones appreciate all we do for them, and it will all be worth it in the end💕