Last year on this very day, I wrote this post about my littlest blessing — my oldest son Owen, born too soon and too small more than 12 years ago. Today is World Prematurity Day, and rereading that post brought the same tears and gratitude it did when I wrote it, the tears I shed […]

This photo is sweet, peaceful, and beautiful. It is my favorite photo of my son Owen while in the NICU, because he looks like a baby, not a baby bird. He isn’t in pain, or hungry, or lonely. He’s sleeping, like a newborn should. But the photo is misleading, too. You can’t tell how small he […]