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March 21, 2006

Reflections of a Daisy

Today is Daisy's six month "developmental" birthday. It is the day Daisy would have turned six months old had she not decided to enter this world a bit early.

Our daughter really has two birthdays we celebrate. One is the day she was actually born, the other is the day she was scheduled to be born. So often when people ask me how old she is I have to debate in my mind which age to give them. Most of the time I say she's six months old but on the rare ocassions I say that she's almost nine months old I spend a great deal of time explaining prematurity to the person who asked. Probably more info than they want, but it's important that we tell people that this does happen, it's not just something you see on "Babies Special Delivery."

I was just as guilty before Daisy came along, I skipped the entire section on prematurity in all of my pregnancy books. I was taking really good care of myself, seeing my doc regularly, watching what I ate, exercising moderately, getting rest... of course it wouldn't happen to ME. It only happens to mothers who don't take care of themselves...

Ignorance can be bliss.

However, looking back I wouldn't change a single thing about how Daisy came into this world. We have been incredibly blessed, although I am not sure incredibly is a big enough word to truly describe how blessed we are. Each day when I wake up I thank God and every single guardian angel I believe she has for her sweet smile, her big blue eyes and for that fact that she is HERE.

My mother told me recently that she felt like I had quite literally pulled Daisy into this world, and had fought to keep her here. I hadn't really thought about that, but it is a fight, and these little babies are the best fighters around. They make the parents seem like amateurs.

She will be nine months old on April 3... nine months. She's been home with us from the hospital for six months and two weeks - she came home the day after labor day. Awwww, what a TERRIFYING time that was, and yet we made it. She made it.

Right now this little miracle is sitting in my lap playing with the strings on my sweatshirt, making noises and watching me type. If she was just a bit longer I think she would be blogging with me. Then again, every time I write, she is with me. And when you read this, when you share her story, she is with you.

I am truly blessed.

And to Daisy, I am so proud of you munchkin. Happy "six months" turnip.

Love,
Mom

Then and Now

Posted by sam at March 21, 2006 09:06 AM in Sam rant

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