Hello my name is Laura, mother of my 27 weeker Harrison who was born on the 13th December 2015 weighing just 1lb 8oz.
I had been admitted to hospital on the 2nd of December when I was 25 weeks gestation. I was told they would have to deliver the baby the next day due to severe IUGR. It turned out that I have a blood disorder called Hughes Syndrome which only occurs in pregnancy. It basically stops the blood flow to the baby and stops them from growing.
I had to leave work that day and started my maternity leave. After spending 2 weeks in the hospital away from my family and my 4 year old, Harrison was delivered by emergency c section. He was delivered in his sac and he came out crying. It was the best thing I’ve ever heard!
Then he was rushed off to the neonatal intensive care unit.
It was going to be our first Christmas in our new home. Being excited by our first Christmas and the anticipation of a new baby I’d put up the tree on the 1st! Now I waited Days in hospital before I was finally discharged – without my baby.
I had to come home to a house full of Christmas, but it just didn’t feel like it. It’s the time of year for joy and happiness and to be with your family… and I just didn’t feel any of it. I wanted my baby home. I wanted our first Christmas to be perfect… after all he wasn’t due until March!
I got re-admitted to hospital due to an infection. I hoped and prayed I’d be discharged in time, but this was literally just days before Christmas and I was too poorly. The thought of not being able to see Harrison absolutely killed me, so when we all opened our presents on Christmas morning I had to put on a brave face. I tried to enjoy it but it was so heartbreaking. I rang the unit to see how Harrison was, he was doing fine which made me feel a little bit better. My mum, dad and partner spent Christmas evening at the hospital with him, I didn’t want him being on his own on Christmas day.
They sent me some pictures. Harrison had a little Christmas hat on and Christmas blankets in his incubator. He had got a little goody bag and the nurses had made a bauble for me with his hand and foot print on it. It was such a nice thought and I’ll keep it forever.
Having a baby on the unit at Christmas is hard to deal with, but it’s even worse when you physically can’t go and see them.
This Christmas is going to be extra special. I know it’s not his first Christmas, but to me it is and he’s going to be at home. It’s going to be the best Christmas ever!!
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