Esther and William were born on 24th July 2010
After I fell ill during the second trimester of my pregnancy with them
I spent 10 days in hospital fighting for my life and theirs
Only because of the skilled surgeon and medical team who cared for me
Are any of us here today
I left hospital after emergency surgery and a blood transfusion
On the 20th July
On the morning of the 24th I went into hospital
Already in active labour
And in just a few hours
27 weeks gestation
13 weeks too soon
Nothing can prepare you for giving birth so early
Having your babies whisked away
Seeing them for the first time in a plastic box
Wires, tubes and machines
Keeping them alive, helping them breathe
Nothing can prepare you
For motherhood
Let alone starting your life as a mother in this way
Unable to do what is natural and needed
Relying on medical experts to care for your baby
Knowing that they are doing all that can be done
To keep a heart beating
To allow the tiny newborn bodies to function and grow
Nothing can prepare you for the waiting
The hoping
The praying
The fear
The pain
Esther and William spent 59 days in NICU
By the time they were ready to leave
We were terrified of bringing them home
Perhaps like a term in prison
We felt institutionalised
All the parenting we knew
Had been learnt in a special care unit
Now we were taking two tiny 4lb babies home
Prematurity does not end at the Neonatal Unit door
It stays with you and the children born too soon
All their lives
Esther and William were born in July
It was the end of September before we were allowed to take them home
At 36 weeks gestation we took our babies home
Just as the cold, flu and RSV season got underway
RSV, not sure you would ever hear of it if you did not have or know a premature babe
We kept them safe and illness free throughout the winter
By not letting many people in our house
By alienating family and friends
By doing what we had to do to ensure that they were not readmitted to hospital
There were no baby groups for us
No parties or classes
Not until the winter was over
And the season of infectious illness had passed
Not until Esther and William
Had the size and strength of an average newborn baby
When they were nearly one year old
Once we started getting out and about
So the questions began
Parenting premature twins can be a lonely job
Nothing is ever straight forward
Milestones are not reached at usual times
There are always worries about sickness and health
You always wonder what the long term effects might be
Prematurity does not just effect the child
But the family
Relationships change
Can be strained
Even four years on
Decisions are difficult
When to wean
How to wean
Starting nursery
Potty training
What is age and size appropriate for a premature child does not always correlate
Age and ability are not always matched
Prematurity does not end at the NICU door
It is still there when the children are four
It is a part of us, of them
Forever more
Esther and William were born in July
It was the end of September before we were allowed to take them home
It was the end of October when they were due
This is a funny time of year
A limbo time of year
When you realise just how early our babies were born
How long the weeks are between birth date and due date
A gaping gap of time that will always be there
And I know that we are lucky to have our twins alive
More than most I know
But it does not stop the pain, the guilt, the questioning
During this curious limbo time
Prematurity does not end at the Neonatal Unit Door
This
This is a funny time of year
How very true this is. My little boy was born at 27 weeks, weighing just 2lb 1oz. He spent 79 days in NICU (I had already been in hospital for 7 weeks) and I already had a 2 and a half year old and a 10 month old so it was an incredibly difficult time. He was born on Boxing Day and I always find it really bizarre celebrating his birthday in the depths of winter, knowing he shouldn’t have been born ’til the Spring days are in full flow. He is small for his age and although articulate, I do feel like he is less mature emotionally than his peers. He has just started reception too, and is extremely tired – getting up times and bedtimes are hard as he resists both due to being shattered!! xx
Wow one of the truest accounts of a prem mum I’ve come across. I too am a mum of twin boys born at 24 weeks. 252 days we spent in nicu and I remember every one. Was lovely to read this and know that it’s normal to feel like this x thank you x