When I went into labor less than 24 weeks into my pregnancy, I was lucky- my OB sent me to a large university hospital with an adjacent level III NICU. As a result, when my precious little girl was born almost four months early, she was right where she needed to be. I, on the other hand, was two hours from home. So was my husband. And, oh yes, so was our then ten-month old son...
Read more about the impact the Ronald McDonald house had on our lives and how to help over here at Keeping the Kingdom First, where I am honored to guest post for Alyssa. I just love her heart for giving... and the fact that she and I share similar parenting styles and a distaste for sweet tea!
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