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.
As a mother to a baby given 20% chance of survival, I couldn't be more grateful for Jaxson's life and good health. 2 years ago I was in the hospital receiving grim statistics and predictions on what could be of my sons health- and what do you know, my son with the help of God proves EVERYONE wrong! With exception of his speech delay he is miraculous and not showing signs that he was born at 22 weeks 6 days. His life is a reminder that good things DO happen to those who believe!
Failure: lack of success
This is a word that should be obliterated from the vocabulary of women. People period. I remember after I gave birth to Jaxson I struggled with feelings of guilt and failure. I told myself and really believed that my body failed me and failed to keep my baby growing. Although I had done everything right I still in some ways felt it was my fault he was born prematurely. I fought with these feelings each and every day for MONTHS! Sometimes the thoughts were debilitating and brought tears to my eyes.