When my son was first admitted to the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit, I thought I could handle it alone. I had seen a flyer for a support group meeting on the fridge on my way back to my son’s pod, but I didn’t ever bother to check and see when the meetings were or where.
I have dealt with family in the hospital before. I’m a sign language interpreter, so I have worked bedside assignments before.
I’ve never been a mother before, though.
I’ve never watched my child fight for his tiny little life.
I’ve never had half of my heart outside of my body and watched it struggle to surive.Continue reading “Why I Love My NICU Support Group”