My baby was born really small at 22 weeks and she weighed very little. As soon as she was in the NICU she has a lot of love. I have lost lots of babies and I was so scared I would lose her too. I did not lose her. She is now an angel. Right at the start the doctors and nurses cared for my baby like she was theirs. The nurses took time with me to not just explain things but to show me things. They explained things that I didn’t think I would ever see or understand but he did it in a way I never felt less than. I felt like Empress had so many nurse angels that were like mommy’s watching over her. V and Glenice are special angels. V runs the whole unit, it is like not only is she my baby’s caregiver but she is for all the other babies, and all the nurses, and even the doctors. She has a way with every single person that walks in the unit, even the guy that changes the curtains. Everyone knows her and loves her. Glenice is the same. She is V’s second hand and I can always hear V in the unit asking for Glenice. What a duo they are. In the really short month, I had my baby there, I felt like I was part of something really good. I felt good about myself as a mom which I never got to be. I felt good about the work people were doing for my baby. I felt good about life. Just because of the way they talked to me and treated me I felt good about so many things. Even the day my baby passed away I could see in the nurses' eyes and V’s eyes that they felt how I felt. I know they still think about her. V and the doctor still text me to check on me. Like where do you even find a hospital where that happens, you don’t. You will never find a place like that or a special NICU like that. How lucky are all those babies and even the families? How lucky she was to know only love her whole life! Thank you to the NICU. My heart lives there.