I created this video for our Gray's second birthday! I haven't been blogging much as I have been one busy mama... but I hope to be able to write more again soon!
The Littlest Fighter
Follow us through the emergency delivery of our 29 week, 2 pound son, Gray, onto a challenging 54 day NICU stay and beyond.
Monday, November 17, 2014
Monday, December 3, 2012
A Baby Shower
After I found out I was pregnant a friend back home asked me, "What are you going to do about a baby shower?"
"I don't know." I replied.
Being so far from home and knowing we'd only be home once, at Christmas, before my due date I wasn't sure if I'd have a shower. Even though I was only 20 weeks, my mom and sisters planned me one anyways. At first, it seemed a bit early to have a shower but now I'm glad we did it!
After we returned back to Mississippi, a friend here asked me if she could plan a shower for me with my friends here. I was so happy, excited, and grateful to have such kind friends. We planned a day and I gave her a list of guests and everything was set.
But Gray had other plans.
After he was born, and after I came home from the hospital she asked me if I'd like to move the shower up. It would be something for me to look forward to and enjoy and a time to celebrate the fact that I just had a baby. No matter how early, how small, how sick, how far away, or how long he'd be gone we still needed to celebrate.
I am so grateful and happy my friends did this for me. They brought the party to my house. I didn't have to do anything. Shedrick helped me get ready and they all came. Came with food and treats. Drinks and gifts. And most of all love, kindness, caring, compassion, listening ears, smiles and laughter.
These ladies are like my family down here away from home and I love them all.
"I don't know." I replied.
Being so far from home and knowing we'd only be home once, at Christmas, before my due date I wasn't sure if I'd have a shower. Even though I was only 20 weeks, my mom and sisters planned me one anyways. At first, it seemed a bit early to have a shower but now I'm glad we did it!
After we returned back to Mississippi, a friend here asked me if she could plan a shower for me with my friends here. I was so happy, excited, and grateful to have such kind friends. We planned a day and I gave her a list of guests and everything was set.
But Gray had other plans.
After he was born, and after I came home from the hospital she asked me if I'd like to move the shower up. It would be something for me to look forward to and enjoy and a time to celebrate the fact that I just had a baby. No matter how early, how small, how sick, how far away, or how long he'd be gone we still needed to celebrate.
I am so grateful and happy my friends did this for me. They brought the party to my house. I didn't have to do anything. Shedrick helped me get ready and they all came. Came with food and treats. Drinks and gifts. And most of all love, kindness, caring, compassion, listening ears, smiles and laughter.
These ladies are like my family down here away from home and I love them all.
Saturday, September 15, 2012
A Special Thank You
Words cannot express what I feel for my doctors and nurses that I had while in the hospital and for follow-up care. Let's be blunt here... I could have had my seizures at home. And I would have been home ALONE!
My doctor has been caring for pregnant women for years; delivering thousand of babies. He had a feeling about me. An instinct. An intuition. And he followed it. Things seemed to be getting better but he just kept saying to me, "I just don't feel right about letting you go home." Trusting and following that intuition saved me... it saved Gray.
HOW DO YOU THANK SOMEONE FOR THAT?
My best attempt, to get anywhere close to how I feel, goes something like this...
"I'm not quite sure how to thank you all for saving my life and my son's life. The words thank you just don't seem like enough. But thank you! You're the best doctors and nurses I could have asked for. Thank you for following your intuitions, your swift actions, your amazing care, kindness, and love. I promise to always work hard and fight for my family because you did. You all will always have a special place in my heart and in our family. Thank you!"
My doctor has been caring for pregnant women for years; delivering thousand of babies. He had a feeling about me. An instinct. An intuition. And he followed it. Things seemed to be getting better but he just kept saying to me, "I just don't feel right about letting you go home." Trusting and following that intuition saved me... it saved Gray.
HOW DO YOU THANK SOMEONE FOR THAT?
My best attempt, to get anywhere close to how I feel, goes something like this...
"I'm not quite sure how to thank you all for saving my life and my son's life. The words thank you just don't seem like enough. But thank you! You're the best doctors and nurses I could have asked for. Thank you for following your intuitions, your swift actions, your amazing care, kindness, and love. I promise to always work hard and fight for my family because you did. You all will always have a special place in my heart and in our family. Thank you!"
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