Become a mother

“24 weeks 5 days into my pregnancy it was time, our baby girl was coming. [...] The lights were so bright. I was so cold. Now he was next to me, his hand in mine. “She’s out” the doctor said. And then as if it was all a terrible dream the room that had been moving in a rhythm with urgency and knowing feel silent and still. As though every person in the room was holding their breath waiting for our baby to breathe. And then she did with a little squeak and a few good kicks the NICU team began again moving quickly to save her.”

“Seeing her was such a great relief that I began to cry. Seeing her face meant that things were actually happening and that I would soon get to meet our baby. [...] Our baby was slowly moving down but wasn’t getting past the pubic bone. I became so frustrated. I pushed and pushed and pushed. It was the most difficult thing–by far–I have ever done in my life.”