The sweet smell of their skin.
The wiggle and squirm.
The gurgly, whimpering sounds.
The cozy swaddle.
The tiny fingers and toes.
The lips curled into an 'o'.
The small chests rising and falling.
The dim lighting.
The soft music and whispering.
The big arm chairs, and pillows.
The steady beep of the machines.
The cords dangling from the blanket.
The tiny hearts beating too fast.
The tubes in their noses.
The sad, desperate cries.
The little fists jerking in the air.
The medicine in the milk.
The hush of the nurses.
The suck, suck, swallow, breathe.
The cheek dimples.
The full round tummy.
The baby finally asleep.
The steady breathing.
The weight in my arms.
The sh sh sh.
The tiny eyelashes.
The soft flannel blankets.
The babies straight from heaven.
The newness.
The best part of my day.
The NICU.
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the only word i can think of to describe how i feel about this post is "mrraaaaawwwwwwww"
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