Somedays I hate work, not really hate it, but an Oh no, I can't do this today kind of thing. Some days it is so very stressful. Tiny lives are in my hands. I pray on my way to work that I make good decisions that day and that I make no mistakes and that all goes well. I pray for the babies and their Moms and Dads too.
Sometimes I watch familes hold their baby while it dies, somedays I hold babies while they have painful procedures, some days it is me causing the pain, some days just suck!
Today was the NICU reunion, it couldn't have come at a better time, I've been tired and discouraged lately.
Today reminded me of why I do what I do. I get to hand a Mom her baby for the very first time, I get to send babies home with parents that questioned if that day would ever come. I get to see miracles everyday!
So all the bad days are worth it when I see all these little miracles running around, smiling, talking. I love being a part of that!
