If you're reading this, you likely have some connection to me or my family (why else would you put up with poop stories?). You are a friend. A family member.
You likely know that Emma, Julie, and Becca were born prematurely at 33 weeks.
That they weighed 4 lb 5 oz, 3 lb 13 oz, and 3 lb 11 oz respectively.
That despite evident practice breathing on ultrasound, no signs of distress, and a round of steroid shots, when they were born the doctors had no explanation for why their breathing was not good.
That the day they were born, we weren't so much elated as terrified.
That we couldn't even hold Rebecca until almost a week after she was born.
But they fought with all of the preemie strength they could muster. We had our ups and downs in the NICU. But in the end, we have 3 happy, healthy, normal little girls. As parents, Greg and I could not have asked for a better outcome.
We spend this time of year reflecting on our journey, with the annual March for Babies fundraiser for the March of Dimes coming up on April 30th.
For the love of babies -- all babies --, we ask that you consider supporting us in our goal to raise $1500 for the March of Dimes this year. Please use this link to contribute:
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