This morning I had a transition meeting. A meeting about Oldest transitioning to High School. Um, what? Okay, I know this it is so cliche to say things like don't blink, where did the time go, wasn't it just yesterday? But seriously, wasn't it just yesterday? I came across a segment on Facebook from the TODAY show, about a woman who talked about her surviving premature triplet. I watched the piece, and cried as I normally do when I see stories on preemies. And when I couldn't sleep last night after my 15 games of candy crush, one chapter of a new book, taking off the blanket, turning up the fan, and flipping the pillow, I walked into oldest's room just to watch him sleep. I thought about the nights when the ventilator's whooshing sound used to lull me to sleep. But then I would wake up every few hours to the beeping of it. Terrified he was aspirating ,but really it was just him turning over. He would look at me. And smile. Always smiling. T...
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