At the beginning of this month, I celebrated my DDs 7th birthday. To many it may not sound like a big deal, but to me it means everything. My daughter Naomi was born at 24.5 weeks when my weak cervix could no longer hold her inside. By the time I made it to the hospital, I was diagnosed with an incompetent cervix, I was 4cm dilated with membranes (placenta) showing, and placenta previa. I had also lost 1500cc of blood and was on standby for a possible blood transfusion. The whole entire time I was scared and crying because I thought I did something wrong to cause all of this to happen and absolutely nothing the nurses or doctor could say would convince me otherwise.
Naomi was delivered by emergency c-section at 1lb 6oz, not breathing, eyes sealed shut, and completely covered in bruises from where the doctor pulled her out of my body. The first few weeks were scary and difficult because she had several A's and B's every few hours and several blood transfusions, but she continued to be a fighter. For the next 4 months she fought for her life day and night as they performed heart surgery and 2 bowel surgeries and surgery to give her a belly button since they had to remove hers for the bowel surgeries. She's a survivor with the scars to remind her of how strong she is.
I am pregnant again with my second child and the same thing began to happen around 24.5 weeks with this one. Granted, I've been on meds and taken precautions, but the fear was still there and so were all the signs of my body trying to deliver early. Through all of this fear, all Naomi could say was stop being scared you are in good hands mommy. She could never tell me who's "good hands" I was in, but words like that coming from a child are always special. The fact that she is still alive and complication free is proof enough to me who's hands she was referring to. She gives me hope that no matter what gets thrown at you, and no matter the outcome, you will be okay. I cannot wait to celebrate more birthday's with my little angel.
Re: My LO gives me hope (a little long but worth the read)
Daughter born at 34 weeks due to PPROM, July 2012
Expecting baby #2, May 8, 2015
May 2015 signature challenge for January: "You had ONE job!"
This is similar to how my little ones came into the world, and it brought tears to my eyes to read this, and how she continues to be your light, hope, and inspiration. Thank you for sharing your story.