Ayudar a las familias a recorrer el viaje de la UCIN, un milagro a la vez.

Sept. 29,2021 at 25 weeks pregnant I went in for a routine ultrasound. Nothing could prepare me for what would happen next.

On Sunday, October 3,2021 gestational age 26 weeks and 3 days at 7:18 am,12 hours of active labor I gave birth to my 2lbs 2.9 oz WARRIOR. She came out crying which was clear to me that her lungs were strong and working. Look at God! Let me tell you this nothing will break you more than watching you baby in an isolette fighting for their life. You will NEVER be the same. The day I got discharged without her was one for the books, I wept.

The NICU can be a scary place, the beeping, the nurses rushing to and from different bed space, the crying. People will tell you, you’re strong and you will silently wish you didn’t have to be.

There were days my feet felt like lead. When I got “report” from nurses or neonatologists, I almost always receive it in my head but not my heart, the water kept rising and I would often feel like I’m taking it in.

But God!! PICC line, tpn line, ng tube, scalp iv, intubation, umbilical arterial line, several blood transfusion, bareum enema, upper GI, rectal biopsy several scares, transfer from one hospital to the next...I stood on God’s promises and after 103 longs days in the NICU we finally got to come home, happy and healthy. Fully known and loved by God! It’s a hard truth and ridiculous grace to be loved and known by Him.