My son is 4 on Friday and was born at 27 weeks weighing less than 2lb. He is so excited about his birthday, he has picked going to soft play in the morning and seaside in the afternoon with a visit to a pub(!) for tea! This is after daddy told him he could do WHATEVER he wanted on his birthday and we would do it. He really took it to heart.
I find this time of year so hard as even after 4 years I am full of "this time 4 years ago..." On the evening of 30th April I was in a hospital 60 miles away about to have the Nifedipine stopped which was preventing labour and I was hoping that I could hang on a few more weeks - but that wasn't to be!
I wonder if I will continue to remember the detials of the nightmare few days before his birth even when he is a teenager/grown man!!
He has done me so proud, he has been discharged from the paediatrician with a clean bill of health. He is funny, loving, cheeky and doesn't miss a thing! After worrying he might never walk/talk he is a bundle of energy and has no problems keeping up with his peers - and often beating them!
He has had his problems, has mild asthma, needed grommets fitting at 18 months old, was a nightmare feeding until he was about 2 years old but I am just so lucky he is here and well.
He starts school in September and although I am worried and anxious (I always am!) he can't wait and I am sure he will be fine.
Not much point to this post except for me to get my feelings out and maybe someone who has an older prem can relate to what I am saying about reminiscing even years after the event.
Happy 4th Birthday...really hope you all have a wonderful day...xxx
I imagine you will always the days running up to his birth....my mum still tells me what she was up to in the days before i was born and I was full term and I'm 35 now!! My son was born 8 weeks prem and I was wondering if the trauma of it all lessens as the years go by...
At least we have our wonderful boys to create new and happy memories at birthday times...xxx
This thread is really helpful, because I used to think I was the only one who had mixed feelings each anniversary of the run up to the birth. My premmie is now 15 btw!! I don't think those feelings of fear, panic and disbelief that it's happening to you ever completely go away. But the upside, as you say, is that you appreciate the true miracle of life. My dd could have died - so everything she has ever achieved, and will achieve, in her life is a huge bonus.
aah my 27 weeker is 2 weeks and 2 days old today!! he weighs 2 lb 8 oz (back to his birth weight) and i just can't wait to get him home in September your stories make me look forward to all the happy years and memories i have to look forward to the traumatic days before and after he arrived are still fresh in my mind but am so relieved he is still here that i try not to dwell on it.