A quick and very impromptu session today in the NICU with this beautiful baby boy and his amazing Mama. When I find out that dear friends suddenly find themselves spending hours upon hours in those seats next to incubators, holding one of their most precious of jewels, I cannot help but well up with tears. I know that exact feeling of helplessness you have, sometimes even guilt, knowing you can do nothing to help your tiny child, but you spend every ounce of your being trying to do so. You yearn to be at home during those first weeks of life, bonding as a family, but instead, you find yourself shedding tears, yet telling yourself it will all be ok eventually. The list of “whys” is longer than can ever be explained in words. You do nothing but sit in that room for hours, that turn into days, and sometimes even weeks. Those weeks were once the longest of my life, and honestly, they were a complete blur now that I look back. NICU sessions are so very dear to my heart. I share a bond with those Mamas, that no one else can really understand. The moments under blue lights, the constant beeping, a lump in the throat as you watch numbers rise and fall on the monitors, keeping your eye on the closest nurse to your station, wondering when the next group of doctors will round, the burning desire to hold your child without wires, yet that fear of taking the wires off eventually plays over and over in your mind. Those tough moments, are what I love to capture, now that I have had time to reflect on our days in this hospital. It truly molded me into the mother I am today. One day, we NICU mamas will look back on images from that terrible time with big smiles, as we sit next to our strong children, and will be able to say…look how far you have come, my child.