Last year at this time I was 23 weeks and 3 days pregnant with my third pregnancy. My pregnancies are labeled 'high risk' because Thomas was born prematurely, but nothing could have prepared me for what happened with this baby. Even though I had experienced PPROM before, I was entirely caught off guard when my water broke so early.
I thought I was going to loose my baby. I should have lost the baby. Statistically, most women do. At 23 weeks, no one was terribly optimistic.
But, I didn't loose the baby. What happened next wasn't fast and it wasn't easy, but he stuck it out and the next six weeks gave us our little Henry. He may be small, but he is mighty. And I am so glad.
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5 comments:
wow... can't believe it's been a year already. He's gorgeous! You truly are very lucky, and very blessed. :)
Thanks for sharing pictures. He is awfully cute!
He's just gorgeous, thanks for sharing the pictures. I can hardly believe it's been a year.
Oh my goodness! 23 weeks. Amazing. Isn't it weird when you recognize the anniversary of a time you never thought you'd make it through?
He is also ADORABLE.
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