My Preemie on World Prematurity Day

Our First Cuddle

Our First Cuddle

28 weeks pregnant to the day, that’s the day it all started to go downhill, the day my waters broke and i let someone tell me different, the day i should have followed my gut instinct. From that day till 7 days later i gradually became more poorly developing an infection (due to my waters breaking) and losing more fluids.  I will never forget that seventh day, lying in bed early hours knowing that the pain i was having was in fact contractions. Around 6 or 7 hours later Freya was born.  My teeny preemie, in fact she wasn’t all that teeny, she was 3lb 5oz and i’m told thats actually a good weight for the gestation.

Day 1 - Off to Intensive Care

Day 1 – Off to Intensive Care

Whisked away on her own to Intensive Care at RVI Newcastle all swollen and bruised, it wasn’t until the next day i was able to hold her.  God i remember feeling like i would break her, like she was made of glass, there were so many wires and so many alarms sounding. That’s the day my little trance began and my only focus was willing for Freya to get better, to not contract any infections, for her lungs to get stronger, to take my breast milk (well actually for my milk to come through, i was supposed to have another 12 weeks to develop it), for her alarms to stop sounding and just to go home.  I was lost in my own world and it stayed like that for around 6 weeks until we finally got to take our little girl and introduce her to her real home.

We are Home

We are Home

I pretty much spent all day every day in hospital for those 6 weeks, so much so that i became really friendly with the nurses, i thank them so much for breaking up my days.

From bringing Freya home we had numerous appointments with different consultants, right up until she was 2 years old.  Thankfully they all resulted in what we wanted to hear, that she was developing well and was a healthy little girl.

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2 1/2 years later Freya can talk in sentences, she would like a green horse, a peppa pig jigsaw and some choc from Santa Claus, she can count to 15, demand everything in sight and throw tantrums until she’s sick.  Yep, she’s just the same as every other toddler.

Someone isn't Happy

Someone isn’t Happy

We did have worries that she may be behind with her development and it was only really a worry as we didn’t want her to feel different to children her own age.  I know all kids develop at different rates whether they were born early or not.  But actually, she’s doing just fine.

We Love a Family Holiday

We Love a Family Holiday

Freya does get a little poorly when the weather changes and has been in hospital a couple of times with coughing.  In fact the first time we realised it was due to being allergic to dairy.  We cut it out and the chesty cough vanished! This time it’s most definitely a poorly cough.  I do wonder if it is because her lungs weren’t properly developed when she decided to come meet us a few months early.  Other than that we have a healthy happy little girl.

Perfect

Perfect

 

I think on days like World Prematurity Day it’s important to remember how far our preemie has come and be thankful that we got to take her home, some parents were not as lucky as we were.

Daddy's Girl

Daddy’s Girl

Freya is the most loving and funny little girl who adores her big brother more than anything.  She has a huge personality and is so independent that it adds on at least an hour to every day.  We wouldn’t change her for the World and thank our lucky stars every day for our gorgeous little family.

Our Family

Our Family

 

Love Michelle xx

P.S. If you have just had a premature baby and would like to read about our journey in the first few weeks, here’s our first ever blog Freya’s Story