After suffering miscarriages, I thought I knew heartbreak, but nothing prepared me for the heartbreak of having my first child, and not being able to touch, see, or hold him for 24 hours as he went to the NICU and I stayed on magnesium. Being wheeled from L&D to postpartum without my son, I had waited so long for left me empty, anxious, and depressed. The first time I met Dawn, she came into my room to both my husband and me, clutching each other, sobbing. I thought, “This woman must think I am crazy”. But the patience and empathy shown by Dawn made me feel human again. Dawn listened to me cry about how unfair it was that I couldn’t hold my baby. She stood with me while I pumped milk for him to be fed to him by a stranger through an incubator, giving high fives when my production finally reached an ounce! Dawn quickly became like a mom away from mom as my baby and I reached new milestones-off oxygen, in an open bed, able to be held by me for the first time. As fate would have it, Dawn was the nurse there when I was discharged. It felt full circle-she was the one who helped motivate and support me, and now I was free to love on my baby. I will never forget Dawn’s love during an incredibly hard time.