No one wants to think of the "What ifs." From the moment that pink line appears on that little stick you oh-so-nervously pee on telling you that motherhood is about to be added to your resume, the wait begins for those ten perfect fingers and ten perfect toes. You do everything right but then everything goes so horribly wrong. There are hushed conversations and the NICU becomes your new home away from home as you await the day that your baby is healthy enough to see that nursery you prepared just for him.
You are relieved. You are scared. You are hopeful that this is the start of the rest of your life as a mother as your child sleeps safely in your arms.There are still challenges to be faced and surgeries to be performed, but for now you have him where he was supposed to be all along.
But what if this isn't the end of the story? What if just after 18 months of fighting, your child is taken from you? What if your only solace is reaching out to other parents who are and who will be trying to keep their heads above water when "what if" comes to be?
This is not my story. It's my friend's. And I've decided to bite the bullet, put my strong personal belief against waking up before 9 a.m. aside, and walk in the March for Babies on behalf of Juliette Terzieff. Team Haris is a tribute to the memory of her angel. And even though we may be walking in different states and in different time zones, I want her to know that I am there for her.
No snark. No gimmicks.
Today, this is just me asking you to please support me in my efforts to support my friend and make a difference in the lives of millions.
Please, thank you, and God Bless.