I became a preemie mom on April 27, 2012. I will never forget that day. I became a different person, and as a first time mother it was a crash course in parenthood that I was not prepared for. On Monday, I was a mom to be, just beginning to “show”, and by Friday he was out and I was empty. My pregnancy ended 16 weeks early, and I had no idea how we were going to survive the NICU and all of its uncertainty. I could not imagine my one pound son making it out of there, becoming a full term baby. It hurt and it hurt like heck.
I will never, ever forget that day.
However through that pain, I learned. I learned so much. Tragedy and love will do that for you; teach you lessons in one day that it takes other people a lifetime to learn. My journey with my son, 5 months in the NICU and beyond, has given me a deeper understanding of life. Much of which, I learned in the first day of his being here. Here are the 24 lessons I learned in those first 24 hours.
- I am strong. I just gave birth to a baby boy, and I am not even thinking about the pain. I would get up and walk right now, stitches and all, if it meant I could see my baby. But I can’t. I have to wait. And I am strong enough to do that too.
- A mother’s love has no conditions. My baby looks like a creature from out of space – incredibly small and frail – and I think he is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. One pound of pure awesomeness.
- My mother was right – I don’t know what she was right about for sure, but something tells me that as I travel this road I will find many things she had spot on. Yeah, she knew what she was talking about.
- I will miss all I missed. No first cry. No long bonding moment. No tears of joy. I will not have those moments with this child. And it makes me sad. But there will be others, and I will appreciate them so much more. So. Much. More.
- Pregnancy is important. The next time I will rest. I will relax and take it easy. I will cherish it. I will let everyone cater to me. I will make sure not to miss a single minute.
- One pound babies can grow and live, and there is a place they do it in. It’s called the NICU. I never knew it existed until now. Soon the NICU will be my home. It already has my heart.
- I was listening in church. I know how to pray. So glad to have God’s number. I have prayed more since becoming a mom than all of the years before, combined. I am praying as if my child’s life depends on it. I can’t do much, but this I can do.
- I really, really want to be a mother. And I want to be a mother to this child. I was silly for wanting a girl, or worrying about labor pains. All that matters is that my child survives. I want to love this child so badly.
- I am not alone. Everyone is here, surrounding me. I am loved. My child is loved. I have the greatest family and friends a girl could ask for. My life is filled with reasons to be grateful. I need to thank them more.
- My husband, my man, is amazing. He is scared to death but still protecting me. He is worried about both of his babies. He is really showing me that I made a good choice. I am blessed to have him. I need to thank him more.
- Yes, your heart can really break. It can break in two and make you feel like disappearing. The love for your child can do that to you. No one wants to lose their baby. The fear of it alone hurts more than can be explained. My heart is actually, really, broken. Millions of pieces scattered in the hall that leads from my room all the way to his incubator.
- People have it all wrong when they talk about their pregnancies. A healthy baby and healthy pregnancy is all they should ask for. A healthy, happy baby and mommy. That they leave the hospital well and together as planned. The rest of it is just crap. The things we say when we don’t know any better.
- I would sacrifice everything for this child. If God gave me a choice, I would do anything to keep my baby here. I would give the world. I would give my life.
- Doctors don’t know everything. They said he may not survive. But I can see it in his eyes. My baby has what it takes. He is planning to be here and they will have to chalk it up to miracles.
- You can survive the worst day of your life. I just did.
- It is okay to be honest. I am scared. I feel guilty. And I really need all of you right now. If you leave me alone, I will get lost in my sadness. So, please stay.
- Babies are stronger than we think. Look at him, fighting to be here and he doesn’t even know what “here” is. He is only one pound but he is taking it all in stride. I should do the same. I need to put my big girl undies on.
- I can be mean. Mess with my baby and feel my wrath.
- Parenthood is no joke. Most parents have just the fluffy stuff for the first few years of their child’s life. But preemie parents jump right into, “my child might die” mode. We gave birth to a baby that needs life support. Decisions have to be made. Their life is in your hands. Being a parent is major. It can get real, real fast.
- My kid is special. Hs dramatic entrance will make him the most prayed for and talked about baby around. He will survive and his story will follow him all the days of his life. People will introduce him forever with the words, “Do you know he was born just one pound?” Folks will be amazed. And that is pretty cool. God will get the glory. He will change lives.
- Prematurity is an Epidemic. Ten percent of babies are born early around the world. Millions of babies born to soon. Something needs to be done. No one should have to go through this.
- I should have enjoyed the Peace of Mind more. Peace of mind is a blessing. A gift from God. It means all is well. The next time I have it, I will thank the heavens for it.
- There is so much more to life than this. Life is beautiful. Deep. The journey deserves our attention. It deserves our reflection. Stay in the moments and appreciate all of the good. You will need it to hold on to when things get rough. Or when pregnancies don’t go as planned. My life is filled with moments missed. I can’t let that happen anymore.
- The little things are all that matter. Now that I am a preemie mom, I understand that the little things are all the matter. Encourage. Practice Kindness. Be Grateful. Health, happiness and strength are so important. Be thankful for all of the things that make every day worth living. They aren’t on TV and they don’t cost any money. They can be found in the people we love, the things that make life beautiful. And oftentimes, they can be found in small incubators, in crowded NICUs, fighting for the chance to grow, and love, and thrive.
Kaleena Berryman is an author, mother of former 24 Weeker Jharid and founder of http://www.Praying4MyPreemie.com. Her book, “Stronger than We Thought: Poetry for the Preemie Mom’s Journey”, the first book of poetry for preemies, can be found on Amazon and Barnes and Noble.
I love this article except #12, as a mum who had a traumatic birth with my living premmie (we also lost a 20weeker) I can honestly say the healthy baby isn’t all that matters, the mum is important as well, after all it is very difficult to parent if we feel battered and defeated
Monica, I agree! You are so right. I am going to add that. Thank you!
Cry – so well written- as a premmie mom I lived any of these fears. Thank you for sharing
As a mam to a 25 weeker premmie who weighed in at 550 grams or 1 lb 03oz on 29th April 2014 , this is exactly how I feel!! Great read and so honest !! It’s a very very difficult road, we are still in the height of it but making progress every day
So much rang true. Our 24 week 6 day daughter came in at 1 lb 9 oz and is 2 yrs and 4 mo today 🙂 I didn’t think I could survive it or learn so much. After living through 139 days in the NICU and all that has come since, I know miracles do happen.
Wow!!! Thank you for being vulnerable and sharing you experience. I’m sure your story will undoubtedly empower someone else were they to experience a premature birth. It was beautiful to see your resolve grow. God Bless!!!
All so true. Our former 24 weekers started at 1lb 4oz and 1lb 5oz and are now beautiful, healthy three year old miracles! Number 20 brought a tear to my eye. All my babies are special, but what these two have overcome is still amazing to me and everyone that knows them. One of my favorite passages of verses has become Psalm 139:13-16 that talks about how perfectly formed an infant is even while in the womb when only God can see it. I say about my girls that we got to watch that development that only He normally sees and how even at their very premature age, they were perfectly formed down to the teeniest fingernails and eyelashes.
How beautifully and heartfelt said. I am the mother of a 14 week preemie who weighed 1 lb 10 oz. He was the light of the NICU, named “Champ” by the Chaplain. He had my heart, and still does. But not many firsts came for me. Everything stopped on day 72. My hopes, my dreams for my precious little. 3 lb preemie was gone. I share this not to make you sad all you wonderful mother”s of preemies. But to rejoice, to know that you are blessed, and celebrate every precious minute you are in the presence of your God given miracle and they are miracles. I know the struggles are difficult, the road full of challenges but when you look upon the face of your preemie now and as they grow, don’t forget to thank The Lord, and maybe say a short prayer for those of us whose arms ache for just one more touch from their precious little preemie. Oh what rejoicing their will be when mom and preemie are reunited in Heaven. GOD bless you all…both preemie and mom!
Anne, thank you for Sharing your story, and so beautifully. My prayers are for you and for Champ. May his skies always be clear. Oh what rejoicing there will be, that is absolutely beautiful. Thank you mom.
Beautiful, I loved this. A mama of three preemies here 🙂
Mom of three preemies…singleton and twins…I have to say this is spot on. Thank you for sharing your story.
I just delivered via emergency c-section. I am a young single mom and was looking for support, I can’t help but to repeatedly read this and cry. Thank you so much for posting. No one should ever have to go through what we have,but the feeling I got that there was someone else out there who understands me is incredible. I never expected to see the feelings I was so afraid to admit to laid out in front of me. I feel like a million pounds have been lifted off my shoulders.
Hi my name is latrina i am mother of a 25weeker my daughter weighed 1lbs and 10oz now she 3lbs and 04oz i was scared at first this is my first child she did change my life around as preemie mother
All so true! I look at my babies now 7 born @28 wks 1 lb 11oz and 1yr old born at 27 wks 1lb 10oz and not one day passes without me recognizing what God has done for me and my blessings. The struggle was REAL and hard and scary! People still call my baby tiny…I love telling them their
birth weight to show them God’s work and they’re always amazed, just like me!
Omg! As i read all of these. I cry! My heart breaks again! My 3yr old was born at 26 weeks 1lb 12oz, emergency c-section, for the unknown reason in 2013. Every word so true! But i know i serve a mighty God! Shes happy! Shes healthy! And boy does she have a personality on her! Thats all by the grace of God!