There is nothing like a hospital stay in pediatrics to remind you how truly blessed we are.
Our stay here is temporary.
And some kids know this place way too well.
Walking around these halls is enough to make me cry.
And every room I pass that looks more like a dorm room than a dull hospital room.
Thank you Lord that my child won’t be here long enough for this to be his home.
Thank you for the one change of clothes I brought for the night.
Thank you for only one ambulance ride.
And a controllable temperature.
Thank you for Baby Bowen.
For every late night feedings.
All the wet and soiled diapers.
And those shrill longing cries for his mommy.
Because now I know,
These are health.
Every time I wake in the middle of the night to that sweet baby smell, restless little cry, and big blue eyes.
I will remember this trip.
And I will know.
We are blessed.