35 days...
That's how long we spent in the NICU. You'd think that in that 35 days we'd have made more friends. But we didn't.
Perhaps it's because when you are there...in the NICU...you are spending your time with your own baby, and after all, who has time for other people in the NICU? I mean, really...that's the ONLY reason you are there in the first place..to love your baby...and even when the social worker comes around weekly to tell you about the mom scrapbooking group, you turn the other way and do what you do every day, that is, snuggle with your baby because we go home to our families at the end of the day and life continues onward.
This makes the NICU a potentially very lonely place, you know?
We made one friend while we were at CHOP. One. And she came in our last days at CHOP. 35 long days, and only in the last week or so did we make a friend...her son left the NICU just days before Maura headed home. The funny thing about T and Maura is that they are both gestationally exactly the same age.
Well here we are, going on October, and we are still friends. Sure, you'd think that we all just want to put the whole NICU experience behind us, but this...this is different. We were meant to be friends....we were meant to find each other...we have something very special in common.
This picture is from a few weeks ago, but we did go see Stephanie and T today in Philadelphia. It was lovely. It's also a lovely reminder that our two children have come so far from where they were back in early June.
Labels: friendship, NICU