The following are letters to my daughter, Ellie, who was born premature, 4 months too early. They document her many months stay in the NICU, her trials, and the emotional struggles of her mother and I.
A remarkable nothing happened today. No specific progress like moving you off of the ventilator, no extra breast milk, almost no weaning you down on your oxygen... but while all that nothing was going on, you gained an ounce in weight! Small baby steps, Ellie. Small baby steps.