Nicu flash backs

I've found myself wondering in my thoughts lately on my drive home in the mornings after we drop Iz off at school. Today I couldn't help but revisit our tiny mighty's stay in the nicu. Yes, we got lucky and only had to be on vapotherm for 48 hours and then just eat and grow. It doesn't change the fact that I'm constantly revisiting the experience we went through. Call it nicu ptsd. It's real. It is amazing how certain sounds, smells, alarms, sirens, whatever it be can just, boom, put you back there and every emotion known to man can flood your body.
I think I'm having this a lot lately because a few of my fellow preemie mommy friends are going through situations with their mighty's, born and unborn.
See, when you're a nicu, preemie mom, you can't simply say, I know how you feel, unless you alone have been there and done it. I'm always adding more preemie mommy friends I find, because no matter what the age of your child, we can never, ever have enough support from one another. I LOVE seeing stories of how one mighty gained an ounce, or this little fella pooped, small and strange are HUGE victories!
It's amazing what strengths we find in ourselves that we didn't know we had, and the comfort we find in each other because we can relate.
So to all my fellow preemie mommies-I love all of you. Even if we haven't chatted that much-just know that I am always creeping on your littles because I want to see those small big victories!!!
💜 preemie power!


Photo credit to Viola....again!!