I can hardly believe that DS, my little miracle baby, is turning TWO already! As I sit here tonight, I can't help but replay the day of his birth in my mind. He was a full ten weeks early, and I'd been on bed rest and in premature labor numerous times in my pregnancy. Still, the day he was born, we really weren't expecting him. I was in labor again, which by that point wasn't too out of the ordinary. But this time, none of the drugs worked. Not even the awful one... I can't think what it was called right now... but it made me feel hot and dizzy, and then, to help it do what it was supposed to, they had to lower the head on my bed and raise my feet, so I felt like I was standing on my head. Ugh!
All that time I just kept praying over and over that DS would not be born that night.... all I could think about was the article I'd just read that said at 30 weeks the baby's lungs aren't quite done forming, and I was scared to death he wouldn't be able to breathe. Just typing that now brings tears to my eyes- it still gets to me. I think maybe on some level I knew this hospital trip was going to be it.
Well, it turned out that God was very definitely watching over us... he just didn't answer my prayers in the way I thought he would. My doctors were out of options for stopping my labor, and they'd decided to transfer me to another hospital with a higher level NICU for DS. At the last moment, my doctor suddenly changed his mind and decided that he needed to do an emergency c-section (I had to have a c-section anyway) right then and there. As it turned out, had he not done it right then, both DS and I would have died within the hour. (I'll spare you the gory details!) The doctor came out and told DH that we clearly had two guardian angels watching over us... one for DS, and one for DD, who had been a preemie three years earlier.
And now, two years later, that tiny baby has grown into my sweet little boy. We've had a year of therapies (PT, OT, Speech) and he's made so much progress that I think he'll soon be out of the programs completely. To look at him now, other than being small, you'd never guess that he was once a tiny preemie. He is a true blessing!
Happy Birthday, Sweet Boy! What a special day it is. Give him birthday hugs for me!
ReplyDeletePS. Magnesium Sulfate! I remember it well. Bleech! I read a blog post the other day where the author was on it for 3 & 1/2 WEEKS! I can't even imagine. My 24 hours was bad enough.