As our world is so crazy right now, I've been thinking a lot about our time spent in the NICU. It was probably the hardest thing that I have had to deal with in my life. Since not many people know my story, I thought I would blog about it on here and share a few things. At 28 weeks pregnant I was diagnosed with pre-eclampsia. Preeclampsia is a life threatining disease. I was placed on bed rest in the hospital. The doctors really wanted to try and get us to 34 weeks but at 30 weeks and 5 days my baby boy decided it was time to join us in the world. I also had a 4 year old at home and that was one of the hardest things having to stay in the hospital and not be at home with my little guy. I was on hospital bed rest for 12 days before my little one made an appearance and then my little guy spent 65 days in the NICU. He was born weighing 2 pounds and 8 ounces. Let me tell you something, NICU babies are some very strong warriors and siblings of a baby in the NICU is a strong wa