Momma Gets to Hold Sia

For the last three days we have been able to talk to our babies and they squeeze our fingers, but that is about the extent of our interactions. For me it is a gift to get to physically feel their touch and see them respond. This is the closest I have ever been to them.

On the other hand, Laurel has been so connected to them, that this separation must feel like being oceans apart.

We have both been taxed, stressed, sincerely fried. I get to step out to run errands and smell the real world. Laurel is relegated to her super fancy adjustable bed. She feels all the feels, but I can see the anxiety in her shoulders and face.

Last night they placed a crying Sia in her arms. Laurel carefully wrapped her arms around the little one and ssshhh’d. Sia opened her eyes, settled in, and Laurel melted into the chair. It was pretty special to see.

I can only estimate and do my best to sympathize with Laurel’s physical and emotional experience over the last few days, but for the first time in a very long time, things were as they were supposed to be.

Below the mommy baby images are images of Farrah. She is under the UV light to prevent jaundice. The extreme blue UV light affects the whole room and casts strange colors, which is why I am using more black and white.

~ Berto