I come in contact with people from all around the world and what I've come to realize is that people are in need of hope. The facts of life can sometimes cause us to doubt and feel defeated. I know first hand what its like to have "the hard facts" thrown at you like a rushing wave and leave you grasping for air. Sometimes those hard facts are given by Doctors, or people close to you. I believe that facts don't always align with the truth. You see, when I went into pre-term with my son, he was given a 20% chance of survival. No one could tell us for certain what his outcome would be if we proceeded with medical intervention. That statistic was given based on the fact that he was 22 weeks gestation and not many babies are born that early AND survive. So facts vs. truth were at odds.
We didn't get any type of heads up or crash course in prematurity UNTIL were hit head on with the untimely circumstance. The first 3 weeks were the toughest I would say as I was dealing with healing from my emergency c-section and seeing my tiny 1lb 2.9oz baby fighting for his life outside of my womb. We were introduced to medical terms, beeps alarms, questions, back and forth trips to the NICU, surgery, a transport to a children's hospital, sleepless nights and MORE!
So, here some tips that I hope will help you navigate through the NICU storm!
I'm sure I'm not the only who feels a bit of anxiety when it comes to leaving your child in someone else's care. I'm not just talking about for a few hours of babysitting, I mean everyday! I am not only a first time mom but I'm a preemie mom! So when the topic of sending Jaxson to day care came up recently, my eyes got big and my palms a bit sweaty. With Jaxson being born extremely premature, I had to relinquish ALL control. I had no real say so as a parent. Yes I was his advocate of course, but when your child is in the NICU, there's only so much parenting you can do honestly. For the first 4 months of his life he lived at the hospital, being cared for by people who I knew nothing about prior to his birth. I was his mom but THEY were his guardians. Talk about a hard pill to swallow! When he came home at 4 months old, I took maternity leave to care for him and ultimately never returned to my Corporate job. Since that time I have started my blog of course, and a small apparel business. My main "job" is still caring for Jaxson and our home while my husband goes to work.