Sunday, October 31, 2010

Our NICU Journey (The Preface)

Of all the complications, all the “bad things”, all the ways that our birth could have gone south- prematurity was never even something we considered. That’s because, like many people, we always associated premature birth with drug users, alcoholics, indigent people who lacked proper prenatal care. Women, like me, who took every preventative measure, like exercising, proper nutrition, regular OB checks, etc., to ensure the health of their baby should have virtually nothing to worry about, right? 

Wrong. Obviously, this isn’t the case at all. We got a fast, hard lesson that prematurity doesn’t discriminate based on age, race, household income. It can happen to anyone- it happened to us.
For the next few days, Casey and I will alternate telling our story. You’ll hear a little from my perspective, and a little from his. After all is said and done, we hope you can get a sense of what it’s like to be a preemie parent- both the bad and the good.

I’ve thought a lot about what I would say when we decided to tell the story of Beatrice Kate’s birth. I know it’s shocking to think I could ever be at a loss for words; but the truth is, when I think about the day and the weeks leading up to her birth all I can do I is struggle to catch my breath.  I have a panic attack thinking of the end of our pregnancy and our NICU days. My therapist (yep, I’ve got one of those) says it’s similar to PTSD. (Side note: I found a really interesting article last month about PTSD and NICU Parents. You read it here.) 

The story starts tomorrow, November 1 so keep checking back for updates!

PS: We've changed our background color to purple in honor of the March of Dimes. Visit their web site to learn more about this amazing organization.

1 comment:

  1. Thank you so much for supporting the March of Dimes and for helping us spread the word about the importance of fighting for preemies.
    Love the purple!