"Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in awhile, you could miss it." - Ferris Bueller

Thursday, February 22, 2007

We're Walkin for Preemies!

You probably already knew this, but our little Poops was an earlybird. He was born 6 weeks premature, which may or may not have had something to do with the preeclampsia I developed at the end of my second trimester. For those of you who are new here, you can read my story here. Well this April, the March of Dimes is holding its WalkAmerica walk, which also happens to coincide with Poops' first birthday! How fitting, right? Even though ten months has passed, his prematurity is still very fresh to me and so is our experience in the NICU. I have a very dear friend who is going through it all right now with her baby boy who was born just a couple of weeks ago, at 30 weeks. So this walk is very near and dear to my heart. If I could spare any baby and any parent from the experience of an early delivery, I would do it. It's scary as shit. But for now, this is what I can do. I can raise awareness and raise money for an organization who can help figure out why this happens to our babies and fix it. The funny thing is, when I was in middle school and high school, we always used to walk in this walk because it started at the elementary school right down the block from our house, and the route wound right through my neighborhood. And even though I walked every year, I never got it. It was just a fun walk to me. But there were probably mothers and fathers and babies who walked the walk because prematurity touched their lives, and many of those may not have been as lucky as we were with Poops. He came out virtually unscathed! I know everyone has a cause that they blog about and you all have to read about, and this one is mine. Mostly because I never though this would happen to us and I would give anything for it not to happen to anyone else. But also partly because being proactive in this fight will help me heal. So, if you're in the Tampa Bay area and you'd like to join our team, please, join us! But if you'd like to sponsor us instead, I would so love you forever! I have set up a lofty goal for myself ($1,000) and for our team ($5,000). The button on my sidebar will take you straight to our team's web site so you can donate or join our team, The NICU Vets. Everyone who donates will be placed on my sidebar. Thank you for reading about our journey so far and I hope you'll stick around for the ride, even without Thursday Thirteen! (haha)
What a difference in just ten months!! Here's the then and now.


Robin said...

What a sweetheart, and what a difference between the two pictures. I'm so glad he's doing so well.

Good walking vibes are coming at you all the way from Israel.

Robin said...

Love this little guy and I don't even know him! :)
I'd love to come down and walk with you..so fun!
Hey..what is the first initial of his name? My girls and I call him poops and they think that is hysterical. For aesthetic reasons (scrapbooking) I need a letter..something other than "p" ha ha!

Robin said...

I donated :)

Jules said...

I totally understand your preemie thing. My son Josh was born 8 wks early. He was 4# 6oz. at birth. Got down to 4# 1oz. I was very lucky also in that he never needed to be on a ventilator. He did so well. He is now 13. He is so involved and noone would know how tiny he was. Time sure flies fast.
Love that little poops because before you know it, he will be 13 like my little guy.
We usually walk here also. It sure is a great cause.

Janice (5 Minutes for Mom) said...

WOW - what a healthy boy he is! How wonderful!!

I have to run to the shower right now - but I have the window open to donate - and I will do it asap!

Good for you!!!!

Stine said...

Hi and thanks for your kind comment on my Blog!
What a terrible story from NICU - my little Karl was born at 30 weeks, and the NICU here was wonderful, for 7 weeks. WE were regarded as primary caretakers, and everything was done to make us feel secure and up to the task in every way but the medical care.
But he was not our first, and since my waters broke at 18+3 weeks, having a "preemie" was better than having nothing at all... We had our shock 12 weeks before he was actually born, and he was WAY bigger than anything we had anticipated, at 1640 grammes (3pounds somethingorother). He's now 6 months old, and perfect, and I'm still very emotional about it all. Trying to write it off my chest on my #2 Blog http://karlshome.blogspot.com
Anyway - these little miracles make life worth while, don't they??