nurses

Our wonderful Valentine baby Alle turns two weeks old this morning.  I am so grateful  for a healthy baby and Mama. Anna  looks great and is such a good  mom  to our  precious  little Olivia and her baby sissy.  I am reminded  how much  I  love nurses.  They are the  heart and soul of the hospital.  It was a nurse that realized that even though it was 4:00, the big sister really needed to see her mom and meet her new sissy.  It was a nurse that realized that a Granny needed to see the new little one before leaving town for 10 days.  When Clint was a baby, it was nurses that taught me how to feed  a baby after cleft lip surgery and helped me stand up to a room full of Doctors that said he should drink out of a shot glass.  When Drew had his many hospital stays, the nurses took great care of us and even showed me where the stash of snacks were for mid night snacks.  It was a nurse that came when he would wake up scared if I had walked out for a quick bite during naps.  During all of my deliveries the nurses did all the work and the Doctors came in for the catch.  When Mark had his heart attack the nurses on the cardiac floor where wonderful and took such good care of Mark and cheered him on as he recovered.  I have a friend that I call one shot Marie, for her ability to get the I.V.  in my arm with rolling veins. I love nurses and appreciate all that they go through to get their license and  what they do during though times in the life of their patients.