This article made me remember having to visit the NICU when I was in the hospital at 30 weeks. They wanted me familiar with it because I was at risk for having an emergency c section at any minute. I made it til 35 but still he was in the NICU for 10 days.

My heart goes out to them. I can see them keeping it, even knowing what's going to happen. There are no guarantees. My step-daughter is missing half of her cerebellum, at birth they weren't sure she was going to make it, and if she did, she wasn't expected to even roll over, let alone walk or run. She's 7 now, and can run around and dance and talk. She falls all the time because she has balance issues, she's always got some kind of bruise. She is hard to understand unless you know her. She has aggression issues at times. And her IQ is about 67. But she is this beautiful loving little girl. She's got this big blue eyes that she knows how to turn on you to try and get her way. She'll sing with you, she will give you hugs and kisses. She'll even joke with you and get on you for cussing or saying something she doesn't like. She's learning how to write the alphabet right now. She loves life and I wouldn't take that away from her for anything.

Ultrasounds can be off, miracles can happen. But also, a few days of life can mean everything. Call them selfish all you want, but they're making sure this child is comfortable when it's born. They're hoping for a miracle. And in the meantime she has a living, breathing child inside her, growing every day. Giving it life, her choice and right to make as a mother.