Whenever I ask anyone (nurses, doctors, lactation specialists, other NICU moms - anyone who will listen to me) when they think Ryan might go home, they always give the standard "expect him to go home on his due date" answer.
Yesterday a couple of doctors came through and did a quick run through all the babies on their list. I overheard them (eavesdropping behind my drawn curtain is my latest hobby) say "Smart is doing good - he's getting closer."
I wanted to cheer. I wanted to do a backflip. I wanted to give someone a hug. And I wanted to cry.
We're knocking on wood, saying prayers, holding our breath, and, of course, continuing to eavesdrop whenever we can.
p.s. we're not sure what "closer" means, but our 2 year wedding anniversary is Sunday August 29th.
wouldn't that be a lovely gift?