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657 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 5, 2013
One of us will never forget how a motherly NICU nurse taught her with unmatchable patience to bottle feed her baby. Another nurse encouraged her to bathe her baby, in a basin no bigger than a man's shoe. If such a tiny sick baby could be bathed by his mother's inexperienced, trembling hands, it surely meant that better times could be expected. And they did come.
When you lose a baby, you learn that there is no greater trauma than the loss of a child, no matter how big, no matter how old. Love can't be calculated on the basis of ounces or years.