So I am trying to type with a baby laying on my chest who is finally asleep after a long 24 hours.  Baby Jessa has been up every hour hungry and fussy with gas so finally after talking to a great momma in our ward who told me just one simple trick to get rid of her gas, she is finally asleep.  Hallelujiah!  Peace has finally come and really I should have a nap but I thought it was important to update that Jessa is doing well.  She is plumping up and happy!  I really want to write Jessa's birth story but I am still trying to wrap my head around what has happened.

I was looking at the pictures of Jessa on J's phone last night and I broke down and cried.  I couldn't believe how lucky Jessa was and we were to have her on this earth when she looked so sick and tiny hooked up to IV's and other wires.  It is hard to look back and know that we were carried on the wings of angels both Jessa and I as we spent 240 hours in the NICU.  We were blessed with nurses who allowed me to kangaroo care her and latch on to practice breastfeeding as soon as we got there but it was not without trials and times of growing.  Hopefully when J gets home from work I can update on what happened of why Jessa came early and what happened but for now I still need to come to terms with what happened because I still can't fathom the reality of how close I was to losing my baby.