Nine years ago today, two beautiful baby girls were born at 1:35 and 1:37 am. I had developed HELLP Syndrome (a severe form of toxemia); my blood pressure had risen to dangerous levels and my liver had begun to shut down. I was taken in for an emergency c-section and had to be completely anesthetized because they feared my body wouldn't handle it.
remember waking from the anesthetic and asking Robb about how the
babies were doing. He told me that Soccer Girl weighed 4lbs 1oz and that he had
gotten to see her for a minute before she was taken downstairs to the
NICU. Then he told me that Ballerina weighed 3lbs and had been taken
straight to the NICU in an oxygen tent. I immediately feared I would
never get to raise Ballerina, that she wasn't going to make it - that she
was just too tiny.
I waited anxiously all day to see the girls while
Robb's mom and stepdad and my mom all came and got to go with Robb to
the NICU. They each would come back to my room with news of how well the
girls seemed to be doing, especially Ballerina. It still didn't ease my
fears for her future.
Finally at 10pm, the nurse came to get me and take
me down to the NICU. They got my protective gown on me in my wheelchair
and wheeled me in. First we went to Ballerina. She was already in an
isolette. She was SO TINY! I couldn't imagine holding her; she just
looked so frail. The nurse explained to me that she had already
graduated off the c-pap and was able to breathe on her own in the
isolette, which made me extremely happy.
Fast forward to today. I have 2
gorgeous 9 year olds who run around, play sports, dance, and do all the
things 9 year old girls do. Soccer Girl loves soccer and is a little mama to Sassy Pants.