At my baby shower when I was eight months pregnant, my friends raised $47,000 to help me with medical bills. As soon as my mom saw the donation box, she got greedy and tried to snatch my donation box right off the table.

in the NICU,” she said softly, stroking my hair. “He’s tiny, he’s angry, and he’s fighting everything around him—just like his mama.”

He was born too early and too small, but my son was a fighter.

My precious son had been delivered via a traumatic emergency C-section. He was far too early, far too small, and currently surrounded by a maze of medical continue reading …