False Alarm

So last night was pretty horrible.  We were awakened at 2am by Mike's phone ringing.  We were both half asleep so he didn't pick it up in time, but all it took was for him to look at the screen and say "It was Primary Children's" and we were both instantly awake.  He immediately called back and we were put on hold for a minute while the front desk transferred us to the NICU.  In all honesty, it might have been the worst 60 seconds of my life.  We didn't say anything to each other while we waited, but from the terrified look on Mike's face I knew we felt the same way.  I kept thinking, "How could she have turned that quickly?  We were with her just a few hours ago!"  Finally her nurse picked up. . .as it turns out, it was all a big mistake. . .some other parent had called requesting an update and the nurse was told the wrong infant number so she had tried calling us back not realizing we were the wrong parents.  As soon as I heard Mike say, "wait, so Aria's okay?" I just burst into tears.  Needless to say, neither of us fell back asleep for a long time.

It was an interesting "test run" for sure.  Really, we could get The Call at any time.  We KNOW we could get The Call at any time.  And yet it was really shocking to feel how NOT READY we were for that call.  I guess there's no way to ever be "ready" to get the call that says that your baby is dying.