
I vaguely remember meeting Aram for the first time. He was three days old and they wheeled me into the NICU. One of the nurses rolled me up to a little plastic container holding him. I went to peek in but before I could see him another nurse stopped me. "I'm sorry, I just need to check your ID bracelet and make sure it matches the baby’s. I know, you're thinking 'but I know my own baby!' I'm sorry, it's just protocol." Overwhelming sadness came over me. I had never seen him before…I … [Read more...]










