I still see her as my little baby in NICU – so fragile and helpless. So vulnerable and in need of constant care. I wanted to just wrap her up and cuddle her, but I couldn’t. She was in the basinette, and my touch (anyone’s touch) would stress her breathing. She had monitors all around and was fed through a tube. All I wanted to do was hold her. Even as a nurse (or maybe because I was a nurse and could imagine all that could go wrong) I was intimidated.
We watched the 4th of July fireworks from the NICU window. I wondered if she would see next years firework from outside.
The Lord blessed us! I am so thankful!! Middle Sis is now a strong, silly, intelligent tween.
She recently told us that she felt that the Lord was calling her to foreign missions. Even though she is young, she feels the pull on her heartstrings. I pray that I have the strength to trust the Lord and let her fly. I am thankful for Middle Sis and all that she brings to our family and our life.