To Be Continued

I trully have no idea where to begin this post.

When I packed my bags to head up to the hospital closest to us with an immaculate NICU, I never suspected that so many days would go so painstakingly fast.

104 days.

That is the total number of days since the beginning, that crazy saturday that my water broke at 21 weeks and 6 days pregnant.

What has transpired since that day is still being comprehended by my mind. Part of me feels like it has been out of body, while the other half remembers perfectly and is still recovering from 55 + 14 days of bed rest and 35 days splitting life between home and the NICU.

In short, we are home. ALL of us... our preemie son, born at 31 weeks 6 days, included.

I never thought I would have lived that experience. I never thought I would EVER be "the one" to have a Preterm birth story, but I do. We do. Our family does.

I hope to elaborate on this journey more as the days progress, but for now, rest assured that I am not the same Daughter of The King as I once was. There is much of God that I have yet to discover, but there is a bit of Him that was revealed to me over the last 104 days.

I hope you will stay tuned as I am able to add chapters to the pages of our story here on this blog.