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Each time we walked through these doors…

Each time we walked through these doors…there was always something new around the corner. But we knew George and Henry were on the other side. These doors are the security doors leading into NICU 1, requiring a certain level of authentication for them to open. Before passing through these doors, you had to wash your hands in the sinks just to the right. Over the past four days, we have walked through these doors sometimes visiting George and Henry; sometimes bringing family and friends to meet the twins. Sometimes for a late night visit for a little kangaroo time. Recently, we would find ourselves racing through the doors, impatient with the security protocol…carrying fresh breast milk celebrating a new milestone. We found small victories in a single drop of milk, captured in a syringe for delivery right into George and Henry’s tiny, little mouths. Sarah had a breast reduction last year as a result of a scary mammogram. We were excited to see everything is still working, providing important nutrients for our premature boys. These doors held many obstacles, passage to many decisions, witnessed many tears, and experienced many loved ones hoping for a glimpse of two little Rettews. There are still many times ahead to ring the bell and ask to enter. But these doors hold a miraculous journey, a hidden gem, institutions of knowledge, and passionate clinicians whom I am forever grateful. We are making new friends and building great bonds with many behind these doors, a sacred place that has helped George and Henry spring to life. #twinslife

Each time we walked through these doors…there was always something new around the corner. But we knew George and Henry were on the other side.

These doors are the security doors leading into NICU 1, requiring a certain level of authentication for them to open. Before passing through these doors, you had to wash your hands in the sinks just to the right.

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