As I store up on the 100 grand mini bars and ring in Halloween a part of me gets sad. In 2003, my twin boys were supposed to be born on Halloween. Things did not go as planned, as many of you know, and they made their early arrival in August instead. Zachary never got to wear a pumpkin hat but but oldest wore his in the nicu, accompanied but a pumpkin onesie. It has been 16 years since our NICU days but they may have well have been yesterday. For 6 months we celebrated holidays in the hospital including Halloween, Thanksgiving, Hanukkah and ringing in 2004. For 6 months we spent each day driving into Boston to spend hours with our baby and drove home to spend our nights worrying about him. It was a cold day at the end of January when we were allowed to bring him home. We had lined up nursing care (they only way we could get discharged with a child on a ventilator) but they could not start for a few days. We refused to wait and were confident we would be fine....
Mom, cancer survivor, and wanna be writer.