Kat and Crew: This time last year

I get nervous and emotional still thinking about this day, May 16th, last year. We were sent speeding to the hospital from my doc appointment. I had just met my doc for the first time, only had live here for a week and couldn't have told you how to get to the hospital. Not to mention the fact my unborn baby had only been cooking 33 weeks and I could count on ONE finger the number of nights I had been away from Spencer. This day last year was the start of my three week stay in the hospital.

{One year ago} {See my post titled "Catch up" on May 21, 2008 for the full story}

I'm so grateful for my husband, mother and mother in law who made sure Spencer and I were wonderfully taken care of and not alone. I'm so grateful for my nurses who truly were fabulous!! They made sure Campbell and I were safe and then for the next few weeks became my friends. I think they were fascinated by our story and so many moves, etc. It was fun getting to know them. Being in CO, a far away land to me at that point, and having people who wanted to get to know me felt good. I am thankful for Becky, the beautiful young girl from South Carolina, who always made sure my room was spotless, brought me oodles of magazines but most of all came to chat about life. She was truly looking over me. In fact, she offered to clean the postpartum wing in hopes she would find me after Campbell was born. She did and it was a tearful and happy reunion to be able to tell her my little man and I were just fine. She came bringing gifts for my boys and then shared with me about the loss of her second child and why she was so worried about me, but didn't tell me until she knew Campbell was fine. I still can not tell the whole "Becky" story without crying.

I WAS and AM BLESSED.

My heart goes out to all the Mommy's who have to go on bed rest, who have a medical problem that may harm them or their precious baby. I thankfully never knew what it was like to have a baby in the NICU. I know how it is to worry that the NICU is a huge possibility for your child. What true heart ache it must be to go down that road. I am blessed. I am not happy that I had to be in the hospital on bed rest, that I was in that low percentage of people that get placenta previa, that I fit NONE of the criteria for previa, that I had to have a c-section because of it, or that my sweet second baby boy was 5 weeks early.

However, I am better for the experience.