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NICU Awareness Month

Honoring NICU’s This Month (and Every Month)


One of the hardest things I ever had to do was leave our baby at the hospital once I was discharged. My daughter was a NICU baby and was in the NICU for about a month. She is strong, healthy and thriving today thanks to the care given by the team at the Greenwich Hospital Neonatal Intensive Care Unit when she was born almost two months early. They were there for her when I (who was in the ICU for several days after delivery) and my husband couldn’t be. My first interaction with a member of the NICU unit was when I had just been wheeled up to maternity from ICU but still under the intense effects of the mag drip they had me on due to severe preeclampsia and heavy pain killers. had not physically seen my daughter for almost four days. Just the pictures my husband would take and show me while I was stuck in the ICU.


She was stable enough for her to be brought into my room and we were sooooo excited to see her! But a wave of fear came over me. I was still under the influence heavy drugs, and I was petrified that I would hurt her in some way. The kind NICU nurse who wheeled our little one in her incubator (or as I jokingly called it her glass case of emotion -- nod to Anchor Man) quelled my fears promising she would be there to help and to make sure everything would be OK. My daughter was stable enough to be taken to my room in her incubator and placed on my chest for our first skin to skin contact. It was the most joyous moment of my life. The nurse then asked for my phone and she took pictures of that first real embrace. I’m so grateful to her for giving me that experience. I will forever cherish those first photos with my daughter. The nurses and doctors in that unit were kind and thoughtful in so many ways. They were masterful at teaching us how to care for our little one. I had been around lots of babies, but never one so small and fragile. Feeding was different, changing a diaper was different and bathing was certainly different. They worked with us every day until our little one was discharged and gave us the knowledge and courage to care for her. We will never forget them and are eternally grateful.



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