February 28, 2010
This was a day of rest and monitoring...
I moved rooms to the postpartum unit which was really odd. All these people already had their babies and ours was still trying to survive inside me. I settled in thinking we were here for the long haul. My Dad went back to Minnesota thinking he would be coming back in a few weeks to bring my Mom home and to see the baby.
The baby was measuring only 2 pounds 4 ounces according to the ultra sound which I thought was extremely small but the doctors told me smaller babies had been born and survived and are living normal lives. I kept pleading with God to let my baby survive and I would give him the best life I could.
I forgot to mention that yesterday a lady from the transport team came to visit us and show us pictures of the NICU and some of the babies that have stayed in there. It was reassuring to know that much smaller babies had survived.
The rest of the day was uneventful and we were anxiously waiting for our appointment tomorrow.
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