Leo, Our Little Lion Man

      This one caught us off guard, and it’s been an interesting process.  Our nighttime nurse...left. Our last night with her was the 17th. There was miscommunication between me and the agency so I'm not exactly sure when she gave her notice, but we found on the morning of a Monday that she wasn't coming that night.  Honestly, though, it was God's timing because I opened the email right at the beginning of my virtual counseling session. It was incredibly healthy to talk through those feelings and our new situation with her. Brad and I are not angry with our nurse. It's just a little disappointing and sad. We know why she left. We understand. We are so grateful. She really did change our lives. She gave me my life back--8 months ago now. You may think that sounds like an exaggeration, but I am confident it is not. She worked with us through formula pukes, colds, an ER run, more colds, a move. She cared for him in a pack and play, bending down to him so that she could he

      Finally getting around to getting these thoughts written down!     Ok. So where to start? Well, here's an interesting note about it. It was a more emotional experience for me than for Brad. It just did something different for me--good things for both of us, but completely different.      Driving to Women and Babies the feelings got real . We both felt nervous, scared, shaky, and just kind of burdened. I asked Brad before we went in, "Why are we doing this?" not because I was questioning doing it, but because I was sensing that it could bring up some dark stuff and I wanted to be able to speak the truth to myself about why it was necessary. The answer to that question came to me later in the visit quite clearly.      Once we got there, the chaplain came and met us in a family room. I don't know if it's right of me to use names when I haven't gotten specific permission, so I will just keep names out of this. The chaplain facilitated our entire visit. When