I was born at 25 weeks old, weighing 1 pound 4 ounces. Because of my weight and my upper respiratory problems I was admitted into the NICU. Since I have been here, I have learned how to breathe on my own. My mom says I am doing a really good job at taking the bottle but sometimes I need a little help from my feeding tube. She has already started calling me her little diva because I do what I want; she says I get that type of attitude from my dad. I’ll have to stay in the NICU a little bit longer before I can go home with my family, so for now I’ll just keep getting stronger and stronger!
