Chris and I spent that first night without our baby, it was the strangest, saddest feeling. We set up a laptop to watch a movie, trying to distract ourselves, but it didn't work. I was released 18 hours after delivery, but Summer Lynn had to be transported to San Antonio for further treatment. Being born a month early, her lungs were underdeveloped, and the doctors wanted to keep an eye on her in the NICU. We were there 11 days. Every day and night we rotated shifts with our precious baby. Between my Mom, Karen, Chris and I, she was never alone when visiting hours were open. There were many times when each of us fell asleep holding that tiny bundle in our arms, wanting so badly to bring her home. But she was a little fighter, doing everything in her power to get better. She was known in her room for being the best "burper", she takes after her Daddy a bit! :)
The support we received was overwhelming, we would have never held everything together without family, friends, and the many prayers we felt. Summer had many visitors, but only immediate family was allowed to be in her room and hold her. A special exception was made for my "Mee-Maw". Their bond and love for each other was instant.
