




As we near our annual March for Babies event I have to pause and look back at the last four years and be very thankful for how healthy my kid is.
An old friend had a preemie last week-at 29 weeks-and it brings up a lot of memories. A couple of weeks ago a girl quit breathing at a swim meet. She passed away this morning. I can't imagine what her parents are going through right now and there are as of yet no answers as to what caused her collapse.
What I do know: every second is precious. Trips to the doctor for no real reason are worth it. My kids give the best hugs in the universe. Expensive vacations are worth every penny. Puke is great-because it means my kid is still breathing.