As an NICU mom, I constantly have people (doctors, nurses, family members, friends etc.) tell me how incredibly strong I am. And as I sit here at my son's bedside patting his little booty because he is exceptionally fussy today, it dawns on me. I'm not strong, I am determined. Every single day is a struggle not to break down and give up on life. But this time last year when me and my son's daddy began trying to conceive I made a commitment to loving this little boy we wanted so badly to create. ...