We had a lot of priceless moments at the NICU on top of the painful ones. Here are some.
I was simply awed at how affectionate the sisters were on our babies. To the extent that they would shoo me away whenever I went at an odd hour. How they used to refer me as mammu, note not mummy, for that was the only value I was able to add. Here are some pictures from the NICU days.
The day they wore their first new dress. At mothercare, the new born collection was vast. Specific. New baby, tiny baby and yes, early baby. The dress was seamed to fit a baby of 1.5kg. What mothercare didnt know, was that there were babies for whom this would be an ill-fit as well.
The day Avyukth breathed his own. Magical. Unbelievable. Yet true and right in front of our eyes.
Their first pic together, we managed to smuggle both of them into the same warmer and click this.
The day Avyukth was discharged. How we walked away with something priceless in our arms and something lot more for a lifetime. Lessons that we learnt. Patience. Gratitude. Appreciating what we have. Strength. Hope. Faith. Belief. Being positive.
I reserve my thanks to the NICU team for later. Today I thank HIM for all that HE has given us.
Cheers,
Hopie
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