How softly you tiptoed into my world, so silently, only a moment you stayed, but what an imprint your footsteps have left upon my heart.
Not enough time
I am taking a Communications course in school this semester. This would be the second time I have taken this course because my current school says the class I took at my former school is not the same as their course. Bull! Same class.

One of the requirements of the course is to give an informative. On the first day of class the professor mentioned this and I instantly knew I wanted to speak about premature birth. It's very near and dear to my heart, why wouldn't I.

Today I gave that speech. Holy cow!!!! We only had 4-6 minutes to speak. There is too much information that people need to know to cut it down that much. I had to keep cutting things out, but I couldn't decide what important things to cut out. I showed the class a picture of our first born during the introduction. I rambled through the risk factors and the possible consequences of being premature. I almost ran out of time. At the end of the speech I explained that the picture was of my son and that my second born was also premature. (He was really preterm, but I didn't have time to explain the difference.)

I didn't look up very much. We were supposed to use outlines and mine became a crutch. I was mad at myself when I sat down. I didn't move around very much or use hand gestures very much. I was rather bummed. Plus, we don't get feedback right away, so I don't really know how I did.

The topic of prematurity is one of the most important things to me. Most people are not aware of how many people this impacts. They don't know that just because you don't have the risk factors that that doesn't mean you won't have a preemie. I feel like I cheated my audience. But more than that, I feel like I let down my angel.

I'm not sure some of you have seen him, so here is a picture when he was 2 days old and he wasn't sick.