“We’re fine.” That was the answer I gave for so many years. Right after Callie was born we spent months in the NICU. People would ask how she was doing, how we were holding up and if we needed anything.
My answer was always the same. “We’re doing fine.” They would remark how strong we were, how well we were holding up and how amazed they were that we could handle the stressful circumstances.
I’d just smile. In reality we were not fine. There’s not an adequate way to describe the level of exhaustion that we were feeling.
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