My twins (boy & girl) were born at 26 weeks. My daughter did brilliantly well, but my son struggled for the first four months of his life. He was ventilated at least once a month, due to various infections and when eventually he came out of hospital he was only home for four days when he had an incarcerated hernia and had to be rushed back in to hospital.
There he was given an accidental morphine overdose and he turned blue in my arms, as I screamed for help. He was back in ICU needing oxygen support - it was horrifying to say the least.
Still he fought. He recovered well from the overdose and the hernia operation and came home last January. Since then both babies have grown stonger and are doing well considering the terrible start they had. Every day I am overwhelmed by how brave and beautiful they are and also appreciate how lucky I am to have them both.
Until now I have been very isolated from other babies and mums, partly to protect the twins as they are in a high risk category for infections, but also because I have felt as though I had nothing in common with other 'normal' mums. Having read Tinkerbell's story and all your replies I realise that other people have had similar experiences. I feel better for having read your stories and for having told mine - so thanks. T