*This is the eleventh piece in my surrogacy story. Thanks for following along! When I checked into the hospital, we prayed that I’d be there for a very long time. That sounds strange, but if I was in the hospital for three months, that meant three months of that sweet boy growing in my tummy and not struggling to survive in the NICU. So, first we prayed I’d still be there for Sawyer’s birthday on October 20 since that was two weeks after my check-in. And then we hoped I’d still be there…
