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12 Ways to Help Someone Who is in the Hospital

In 2010 we were living in Idaho and our 18 month old daughter, Preslee fell into a canal. She was found over a mile downstream by a farmer who immediately called 911. You can read more about her story here. She was flown to a hospital in SLC, UT and stayed for a week before she passed away. After writing 12 Ways to Help A Family Planning A Funeral, I had multiple requests to share how to help a person or family who is in the hospital. So I've compiled what we learned from our week stay at Primary Children's Hospital.

Note: We left a camera out on the table and I'm not sure who took all of these pictures. Sometimes it was a nurse, other times it was family. Years later, I'm so grateful for every picture we have with her.



1. Basic Needs - Everyone needs to eat and everyone needs clothing. We were so grateful when people dropped off food for us. Whether they ran and grabbed something at a restaurant or purchased something from the cafeteria, we always appreciated it. My cousin brought fruit and muffins and those were a hit because we could leave them in the room with us and snack when we wanted. My friend who was a nurse at the same hospital cooked us a homemade meal and ate with us in the cafeteria. My aunt who lived close to the hospital came and grabbed our dirty laundry and washed it for us. We were grateful for those who took care of our basic needs so we could give our full attention to Preslee.



2. Transportation - Once the decision was made to send Preslee on a helicopter to SLC, my aunt without being asked immediately reached out to an old college friend who owned an airplane. We had never met him before and were blown away when he agreed to fly us to Utah in the middle of the night with very little notice. We flew right in front of Preslee and he helped us track her on his GPS. We landed at a different airport than Preslee around 3:00 AM and my uncle was waiting for us and drove us to Primary Children's Hospital. Just in case Preslee arrived at the hospital before us, my brother was there waiting for her so she wouldn't be alone. So many people helped us with transportation that day. We didn't have a car during the hospital stay, so we were grateful when people ran errands for us or let us borrow their car. Be aware if the patient arrives on life flight or ambulance the person who accompanies them most likely won't have a car. 

3. Personal Items - When we learned Preslee was going to be transported by life flight to another state, we quickly went home and threw some clothes into a bag and left. It was clear the next day that we didn't pack everything we needed. I wore daily contacts and after a few days in the same pair I desperately needed some new ones. I was grateful when Patrick's step brother called and asked if he could bring us anything. He stopped by our house to grab a few extra things for us and drove 3 1/2 hours to deliver them to us. 


4. Posters and Pictures - We had multiple blog readers tell us to put up pictures of Preslee in her hospital room. They explained that it would help the doctors remember she was more than just a sick patient. My cousin's wife printed off pictures and brought tape to hang them up for us. The pictures and posters helped cheer up her room a little bit as well.

5. Send Money or Gift Cards - When the accident happened, we were college students, so finances were tight. Once the decision was made to fly Preslee to a larger hospital, a family friend who had arrived at the hospital, stopped Patrick and handed him a lot of money in cash. He had obviously thought ahead and told Pat he didn't want us to worry about anything we didn't need to. Pat just cried. I hadn't even thought about finances, but with Preslee being life flighted and knowing a long hospital stay was in our future, Pat later told me he had begun to panic about how we would be able to afford it. My mom later showed up with a check from her neighbors and told us they sent it so we could eat at the cafeteria without worrying. We were grateful for big hearts that really made a big difference!

Preslee with Grandpa Sullenger

6. Take A Shift
- Patrick and I were reluctant to leave Preslee alone. We wanted to protect her, and it quickly became obvious our parents were doing the same for us. They strongly encouraged us to go get some sleep so we could focus and make important decisions for Preslee. When they realized that we didn't want to leave her alone, we had multiple family members offer to stay the night with her. Each night, someone different took a shift. From Pat's brothers, to our parents, we were so grateful for their help. If a family has other children and can't be there around the clock, I suggest calling and offering to go and visit the person in the hospital during the day. Family members did this for us when our twin boys were in the NICU and it was incredibly helpful.


Preslee with Grandma Siddoway

7. Send a Gift - Before our hospital stay, I didn't know you could send things other than flowers to the hospital. I had just never thought about it. My uncle's sister sent us a picture of Preslee with an encouraging note. Our ward and neighbors sent a blanket with the signatures of all the young children who attended our local church. My old high school teacher sent an encouraging letter telling me it was okay to take care of myself at times. So if you live far away, don't feel like you can't help. I've sent Crumbl cookies more than once to be delivered to friends.

8. Be Mindful of their Situation
-  This one is hard for me to share, because we truly appreciated everyone who came to the hospital, and I NEVER want to stop anyone from supporting someone in a time of need. But I ask you to take a minute and think about how close you really are to the person or family and what role you should play.


Preslee with Great Grandma Wightman, Great Grandma Siddoway, Great Grandpa Siddoway

In the PICU, only three people were allowed to be in Preslee's hospital room at one time. So if visitors came we either had to leave Preslee and visit with them in the hall or one of us needed to leave the room to let the visitors in. Though every once in a while we didn't mind,  I remember there were a few times I felt upset as I waited in the hallway for a long time hoping someone in her room would walk out. I know I could have gone in at any time, but I really didn't want to be rude, especially when so many traveled over three hours to get there. What I learned from this experience is to do one of two things.
  1. Call or text a family member. If you aren't immediate family, call or text to see if they would like a visit. This gives them an out if they really don't want one. I've had multiple people thank me for reaching out, but say today just isn't a good day. And that's fine! Please don't be offended. If I get this response, I usually move onto #2. But if they do want a visit, I always ask if they need me to bring anything to them. I also try to keep my visit relatively short. But if you are immediate family or their best friend, I would show up and help in any way I could.
  2. Drop something off. This is usually my go to. If I don't know the person extremely well, I will create a care package (I'll share what I bring at the end of this post) and drop it off at the front desk with the patient's name and room number along with a note to be delivered. I know the things I drop will help in some way, but yet, I won't be intruding. I realize time is precious in the hospital and I don't want to take that away from them. 

9. Journal -  This coincides with the ideas above. Over the years I've been asked a surprising amount of times how to handle a lot of visitors at the hospital. I've come to learn that not everyone knows how to handle the situation. We didn't either. There was one day when it seemed like everyone came to visit. We were constantly being pulled out of the room and Preslee was struggling that day and it was stressful. I can't remember if I said something, but my dad quickly read the situation. He went down to the hospital gift shop and purchased a journal and pen. From that moment on, if it wasn't immediate family or really close friends, he was the one to greet them and explain that Preslee was having a hard day and that we needed to be by her side. He would hand them the journal and encourage them to leave a note. Though it wasn't optimal, I'm sure they wanted to talk to us, it allowed people to leave an encouraging message and allowed us to stay with Preslee. I still remember reading the messages in the journal and crying later that night. 

Also, please be aware that if someone is about to pass away their last minutes on earth are precious. If everyone that ever knew them came to say goodbye, it wouldn't leave any time for the family. I once received a phone call from a mom in this situation and my heart broke for her. She was so grateful for the support and didn't want to be rude, but with only hours left with her son, she didn't know what to do or say to the people who kept knocking on their door.

Again, I don't want to deter anyone from visiting and supporting anyone, but please stop and think through a few different things before you go. 

10. Take Care of their Home - While we were away in Utah, the people back home in Idaho stepped up and took care of everything at our house. I still can't get over what people did for us. People are so good! We ran a Sno Shack at the time, and my extended family and best friend jumped in and figured out how to run it for us. My SIL called her dad and asked him to mow our lawn. He later called her back and said someone had already beat him to it. My aunt and cousin went into our home and cleaned the entire house, did our laundry, and had the fridge stocked for us when we returned home. Talk about a humbling experience. It was such a blessing knowing we didn't need to worry about what was happening at home while we were at the hospital.

11. Child Care - Many units in the hospital don't allow children under 12. Therefore, if a family has children at home, they can't visit the hospital. The nurses told us that many times children are left alone in the PICU because families can't find or afford sitters on a regular basis. This broke my heart, because I know we were a rare case with having so many people there to support Preslee. If you know a family with small children, offering to babysit could be an incredible gift.


12. Make Arrangements to Help Them Sleep - The first night we flew down to the hospital and when the second night came around we were exhausted. We tried to sleep in the hospital and it just didn't go well. My parents noticed and without hesitation booked a hotel room close by. About five days later, my parents started looking into different options for us to stay, (The Ronald McDonald House) but Preslee passed away before we finalized anything. I think doing the research or giving the family different options of places to stay could be very helpful. We really did sleep better in the hotel, and having a shower there was nice. It also gave us some privacy to discuss and make important decisions regarding Preslee without others weighing in. Having family members looking out for our well being was a blessing.

Though we were only there a week, it seemed like a lifetime. I'm not sure Patrick and I would have survived without all the help we received during that week. I hope these ideas will help you show up for the people you love during a hospital stay.
  
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Gift Ideas:
  • Presentlee's Sending Love Care Package - With all these experiences in mind I've worked hard to create a package for people to send to someone in the hospital. Whether it is sent to the patient or to the parents who have a child in the hospital, our new package will be a useful and uplifting gift! The package includes a sleep mask, fuzzy socks, scrunchie, chapstick, jolly ranchers, and a custom handwritten card. And don't worry, a male version will be released soon! 
  • Journal - I wrote quite a bit down while we were there. This one from Amazon is a great option as well. 
  • Thank You Cards - I asked for these so I could thank our favorite nurses and doctors. 
  • Noise Cancelling Headphones - Our good friend recommended these after he experienced a brain injury.
  • Blanket - Hospital rooms get cold!
  • Stuffed Animals - Many people sent one for Preslee along with necklaces and books.
  • Amazon Gift Card - There's a lot of waiting time. Audio books or renting a movie might be a nice gift. 
  • Cash/Money for food and gas.
  • Uplifting Items - I see you necklace, I can do hard things necklace, Hope necklace, Hug Box.  
Hospital Bags:
These are the bags we compile for the Give Presentlee Foundation and what I usually drop off if I know someone unexpectedly ends up in the hospital.
  • Tote bag
  • Blanket
  • Fuzzy socks (I look for the ones with grippers on the bottom)
  • Chapstick
  • Treats - Granola bars, Cliff Bars, Gold fish, jerky, trail mix,
  • Journal or Notepad 
  • Pens
  • Hair Elastics 
  • Contact Case and Solution
  • Altoids or gum
  • Children's Book - If there will be kids there, I'll often add kid items like books, small toys, and coloring books.
  • Travel Size Toiletry Items
  • Handwritten note
Have you experienced a long hospital stay? What did you learn? What things helped you? Please share with us below!
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Oaklee turns one!

This was the quickest year of my life! But one of the sweetest by far. Words can’t even express how much we love this little girl. Patrick even admitted how happy he was that I talked him into one more :)

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This girl woke up and caught on quickly something special was going on. She was the sweetest thing, loving the decor above the table and giving hugs to the adults throughout the entire day. My parents made the trip down to celebrate with us, which made the day even more special. 

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I know its blurry, but it just captures what life is like with her perfectly.

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Details to Remember:

  • Buying pink decorations literally made my life. I won’t ever take that for granted.
  • Oaklee kept giving my dad hugs throughout the day and attached to my mom’s hip.
  • The boys excitement over every single thing.
  • Homemade Cafe Rio Salads for dinner. Ledger out ate everyone by far!
  • The boy picked out her Coconut cake and said it tasted, “Fantastic!”
  • Oaklee was my only baby to really enjoy her cake. She loved hers and my mom’s as well.
  • It was just a very happy and sweet day. Grateful she’s ours.

Oaklee at one:

  • In 12-18 mo clothing.
  • Size 4 diapers
  • She has the smallest feet! Shoes are such a struggle. Still in the first size of mocs.
  • 8 teeth, a bottom molar just popped through.
  • Sleeps from 6 pm – 7 am.
  • Still not walking, my slowest walker by far!
  • Says: “Mama, Dada, A-choo, Banana, Night Night, Hi, Boo.” Cannon recently taught her how to growl…
  • Loves emptying any shelf or drawer in record time.
  • Loves her brothers and Pog.
  • Has bonded with her dad a lot more lately, they are the cutest little buddies.
  • My number one mama’s girl out of all my kids.

It’s been a struggle to watch my youngest turn one! But looking forward to see who she becomes even more. Happy Birthday Oaklee Grace, we love you!

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Seven Years

Today marks seven years since we said goodbye to our sweet little girl. My arms ache to hold her, and what I wouldn’t do to be able to look at her, just for a moment.

Each year the overwhelming emotions return, and as hard as I try, I can’t help but review the last 24 hours we had with her in my mind. This year, my grief seems a little confusing, as it seems to be tangled with Preslee and the loss of my Grandma Siddoway.

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We attended my Grandma’s funeral on the 12th, which made Pat and I a little emotional having it on the same week as Preslee’s Angelversary. My Grandma was buried next to Preslee in the Sutton Cemetery, and after placing a rose on her casket, I stepped off to the side, and took a look around. I couldn’t help but notice all the changes that have taken place in the past seven years.

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Our family has grown in so many ways, cousins have married, 16 babies have been born, (including four of our own) and what stuck out to me the most was the toddlers who attended Preslee’s funeral, are now eight years old, which stung a quite bit.

I’ve learned patience and empathy. Experienced love and pain, all of which have taught me unforgettable lessons. I think the biggest area of growth stems from realizing I have an anchor in heaven waiting for me, cheering and rooting me on. Losing Preslee has given me an eternal perspective and influences many of the decisions I make on a daily basis. I was reminded of the important things to focus on as I was listening to my dad and uncle talk about my Grandma during her funeral.  

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(My Grandma Siddoway is in the blue.)

Though it’s Preslee’s Angelversary, my grief is without a doubt a tangled mess with the memories of two people. Each year on this day, I find myself praying, asking for someone to give Preslee a hug for me, because it’s what I long for the most. Today l realized that it’s the first time I know with certainty that my prayer will be answered, because there’s no doubt in my mind, my Grandma will be the one to do it.  

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What a bittersweet gift to be given.

Here’s to one year closer to seeing them both.

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Oaklee’s Blessing

On February 5th we blessed Oaklee Grace. It was such a special day celebrating our little girl.

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I decided to use the same blessing dress that my Grandma Wightman made for my blessing, (29 years ago) and the same dress we blessed Preslee in, (Eight years ago, you can see it here). Using the same dress for both of our girls made for a sweet experience.

Though I love the similarities between both of our girls, I wanted to make the day her own, so I ordered a different bow, and some cute accessories, to change it up a little bit. The blanket below was knitted by my Grandma Siddoway, and has been used for all of my kids on their blessing days.

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We blessed Oaklee in Sacrament meeting, and her dad, Grandpa Sullenger, Grandpa Siddoway, Uncle Jamie, Uncle Dustin, Uncle Rhett, and Bishop Gunnerson stood in the circle.The twins were a little loud during the blessing, they were confused why everyone had walked up to the front, and were jabbering on about it. But I tried my best to quiet them down and listen to what Pat was saying. It was a little bit of a struggle to hear, but I did notice the words joy and happiness were repeated throughout the blessing, which I thought was fitting because that is exactly what she has brought to our family. After the meeting, both my dad and father-in-law mentioned that Oaklee thought Pat was talking right to her, so she stared and grinned at Pat through the entire time.

We came back to our place and had small brunch that consisted of yogurt parfaits, sausage, donut holes, muffins, fruit, and juice. It’s always fun to have both sides of our families together.

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I’m so grateful for the gospel, a loving husband who has the priesthood, and for a supportive family who all drove over three hours to celebrate our sweet Oaklee. Once again, each stage is bittersweet when it’s your last, and I’m holding on to every moment with her.

A big thanks to my SIL, Alisha for taking the pictures below. It’s fun to be in the pictures every once in awhile.

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We love you Oaklee.

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Welcoming Oaklee Grace–A Birth Story

It seems a little unreal that I’m documenting my very last birth story. It tears at my heart just a little knowing that this chapter in our life has come to an end. But at the same time, I’m overwhelmed with gratitude as I realize our family is now complete, with all seven of us.

I feel like Oaklee’s story begins not just last February when I learned I was pregnant, but six years ago just following Preslee’s death. I immediately began praying for another child and each time we learned we were expecting, I hoped and prayed for a girl, mainly because that is what I loved and missed. We were blessed with three boys who I love more than life, but I always hoped we would be blessed with one more girl.

I remember Pat saying, “Ash, maybe this is how it’s supposed to be, Preslee will make getting to the other side that much sweeter, when we will finally be able to raise our only daughter.” And that’s when I started to let go, and it hurt. I eventually talked Pat into trying for one more, and you can imagine my reaction when we learned a little girl was on the way.

On October 26th, I went in for my 38 week appointment, where I learned I was dilated to a four, and my blood pressure had spiked. After the nurse checked it four times (I’ve never had high blood pressure before) Dr. G recommended I be induced on Friday, the 28th of October. I was actually relieved because at that point it was the longest I had ever been pregnant, and it also meant we could make arrangements for my parents to drive down to watch our boys.

Oaklee’s Birth Day

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Note: This is the first time I had a photographer take pictures during delivery, and I am soooo happy I did, especially where it was my last! All pictures were taken by Brittany Cascio, the photographer who also took our last family pictures with Preslee. She has now watched our family come full circle, and we couldn’t be more grateful for Brittany and her talent. 

My phone rang at 7:53 AM on Friday morning, on the other end was the nurse asking me to be at the hospital (IMC) at 9:00 AM. Excitement and giddiness set in, and I don’t think anything could have wiped the smile off my face. We quickly finished getting ready, grabbed the hospital bag and our bright pink diaper bag, kissed the boys goodbye and were off to have a baby, discussing our top three names on the way.DSC_0706

I had never been induced before, (I checked in dilated to an 8 with the twins) and could not believe how calm of an experience it was! We parked the car and I waddled inside to check in. No hard contractions, it was wonderful. We were led to room 11 and I couldn’t help but smile when I saw the instruments laid out for our unborn baby. This was really happening, our little girl was on the way.

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Pat helped me into my lovely blue hospital gown and I climbed into bed. The nurse struggled with my IV and had to pull out a machine that helped her find my veins, (It was pretty cool) and then she checked to see how dilated I was, and announced I was dilated to a 5.

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Shortly after, the anesthesiologist arrived. It’s a total game changer to get an epidural without experiencing contractions at the same time. But without anything to focus on, I felt a whole lot more than I have in the past, and it freaked me out a little bit. But this is always Pat’s favorite part of the delivery, and Pat was thrilled when they let him close up to watch.

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Shortly after, Dr. G came down and broke my water.

I loved my nurse. She was always there, but not pushy or in my space. She was perfect. She turned up the pitocin, and then the waiting game began.

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Pat grabbed me some ice chips, I experienced one sick spell when my blood pressure dropped, and just a couple of hours later, I felt some pressure and asked to be checked. Sure enough, the nurse grinned and said, “I can’t believe you didn’t feel this earlier! She’s ready!”

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My nurse, Dr. G, and a student shadowing my doctor, got suited up and prepped for delivery. Dr. G’s bubbly personality is contagious, and within minutes the delivery room a fun happy place with a lot of laughter. (Epidurals are seriously amazing!)

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With everyone surrounding me, I was told to push as soon as my contraction started. I remember everyone praising me while I pushed, and just two contractions later, Dr. G. exclaimed, “She has so much dark hair!” That was all the motivation I needed.With Pat on my left, and two more pushes, our little girl was born at 2:20 pm.

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They held up a very pink baby who let out a cry, and I cried. From that moment on she was my sole focus. They laid her on my chest on top of a towel and rubbed her down. She was pink, and had a soft cry just like her older sister. I remember Pat repeatedly kissing me on the forehead, with watering eyes. The nurse unbuttoned my hospital gown and placed my daughter on my chest where she nuzzled right in for the next uninterrupted hour. It was love at first sight.

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 I remember looking up at Pat while staring at our newborn and saying, “Oaklee Grace?” He responded with, “I was thinking the same thing,” which honestly surprised me, because we both had been leaning towards different names. As I laid there staring at her, still deciding if she looked like an Oaklee, Pat informed me the messages had been sent to friends and family, and so Oaklee it was!

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After an hour, little Oaklee weighed in at 7 pounds 1 ounce, and measured 21 inches long. Our biggest and longest baby yet.

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My nurse cleaned me up and still feeling numb, I slid into a wheelchair where they pushed me and Oaklee up to the 3rd floor and into room 323. Pat anxiously set up the room and my mom called my dad to tell him he could bring the boys up to meet their sister.

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We couldn’t wait for the boys to arrive, and heard their squeals and excited voices echoing clear down the hall. With a stuffed animal they had picked out for her in hand, they slowly peeked around the door frame and seconds later seemed to be as smitten as much as Pat and I were.

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Their visit was a whirlwind. They boys were so hyper and loved pushing every button they could see that it made their visit a little stressful. At one point we thought they had broke the bed… but the chaos was well worth the look on each of their faces when they held their sister for the first time. 

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Shortly after, Pat left with my parents and the boys to go eat dinner. It was the first time I was alone with Oaklee, and within minutes I started bawling. (I blame the raging hormones) It was in the quiet moments at the hospital that I felt Preslee’s presence. I think that is one of the reasons why I’m so sad this stage in our life is coming to an end. New babies tend to bring a little piece of heaven with them, and their sister always seems to be included. I’ll definitely miss those sacred/special moments spent in the hospital holding a newborn.

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Oaklee swallowed a large amount of amniotic fluid during delivery and kept silently choking on it. She had a scary spell in the middle of the night, and ended up being put on oxygen, so they encouraged me to stay a second night where they could help watch her while I slept. The second day I spent the morning with my parents, and Pat in the afternoon. That evening we had our first girl’s night watching Hocus Pocus vegging out on cheese and crackers. :)

Sunday morning Pat came to pick us up. He grabbed our bags and I grabbed our little girl and we left as quick as we could so Pat could get Ledger to the primary program at church.

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As I finish typing this with Oaklee in my arms and reminiscing over the last few weeks, I’m left feeling with an incredible amount of gratitude. I remember sitting in the hospital realizing Preslee wasn’t going to live much longer and wondering what the future held for us. I wasn’t sure how I was going to function without being a mother anymore. Now six years later, my arms are full with four other kids.

Motherhood is such a sacred and beautiful experience and I’m grateful I’ve been able to experience it. It’s something I hope to never take for granted.

We love you Oaklee, welcome to the family.

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