I made sure I ate right, got plenty of rest, didn't allow myself to get upset by anything. I was on the right path. Then on February the 14th my husband and I were involved in a car accident. I have never been more afraid in my whole life. I really thought we were all dead, and that my son would be left without parents. Luckily enough at the time everything seemed to be fine and life continued as we knew it, and then out of nowhere, my worst fear came true. I started bleeding.
My husband rushed me to hospital. I was booked in and after a few hours the bleeding stopped and everything looked good. 2 days later just when it looked like I would be going home, I started bleeding again and was immediately rushed in for an emergency C-Section.
I was in shock, I started crying, I started praying...it was too soon. I just managed to phone my husband to let him know that our baby would be coming out before I was rushed into theatre.
And then our miracle arrived....born at 28weeks, weighing 1,080kg, our second son was born.
Having a premature baby was never something I ever thought would happen to me, or should I say having a premature baby that soon, was something that I thought would never happen to me.
My eldest son was born at 8 months, but although he was born a month before his due date, he came out perfectly fine and was able to come home with me once I got discharged.
Baby number 2 is a whole different story. I didn't get to see my son immediately. Infact it was only 7 hours later that I got to see him. He was the tiniest thing I had ever seen. I started crying immediately. The first few days were so tough. If I did not have the husband that I have, the family that I have, I have no idea how I would've made it. Never have I seen a man that is so dedicated to his family, like my husband is to us. He has been my strength throughout all of this. And even though it has been just as hard for him as it has for me, he has never allowed himself to give up or be weak. He has kept the faith going when mine had faltered.
Along with having a prem baby comes alot of complications. My boy could not breath on his own and was put on a ventilator. Then he kept having episodes where he would just stop breathing (even while being on the ventilator). Then he got jaundice. Then they found that he had a bleed on the brain, but thank God it was one that could be non-life threatening. He received a blood transfusion and then things started turning around. He was removed from the ventilator and put on a less strong breathing machine. The jaundice went away. All this in the first 7 days of his life!!!
And that's when I knew although this road that we were forced to walk upon, was given to us, it was something that we could manage. God did not bring us this far to leave us to drawn.
So even though it has been hectic physically and emotionally (I still cry at the drop of a hat) I know that soon you guys will see that our baby boy has come home and is continuing to thrive.
Sound off in the comments section about your experience with having a prem baby.
XOXO T.
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