I was born very early at 27 weeks gestation weighing only 1 pound, 12 ounces. I spent my first month and a half on oxygen, but was just taken off of my vent yesterday! Now, I’m breathing on my own, growing bigger and stronger everyday. I now weigh 2.16 pounds. It’ll be awhile before I am able to leave the NICU. I am learning to feed on my own and need to gain more weight before discharge. I’ll probably be in the NICU for Christmas. I hope to finally meet my big brother at home in January.

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November 2021

I'm almost 2 years old and have come a long way since the NICU! I learned how to crawl about 6 months ago and am very fast! I've been learning how to eat by mouth and get to practice chewing with therapy but I mostly spit it back out. I still have a G-tube to help me get nutrition because of my swallowing problems and I still take a lot of medications. My parents are proud of how strong I am and my doctors, therapists, and care-givers are pleased with my progress!


 

August 2020

On my birthday, mom had a placental abruption and to save her life, I had to be born- at 23 3/7 weeks gestation, weighing only 1# 11oz. I was very sick and spent the first 4 months of my life with a breathing tube attached to a ventilator. I was 1 month old the first time I was held by my Mom. I am strong and I am a fighter. I’ve overcome so many obstacles and after 197 days in the NICU, I was finally able to go home to be with my family. I get therapies at home to help with my development and I am struggling some with my feedings. Sometimes, I have to be fed through a G-tube but I am growing and thriving at home, I’m 7 months old and weigh 13 lbs now. And, I LOVE being surrounded by the love of my family!





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I was born at 27 weeks and 5 days. My mommy was very sick and had developed Preeclampsia, which led me to have an early exit date. I was 2lbs 9oz at birth and needed a lot of help once I got here. I needed a blood transfusion in my first days of life and a machine to help me breathe. I also had a feeding tube and many IV's to help me get the nutrients I needed. As I got older everything slowly started to come off, I started taking the bottle and boob, then I began breathing on my own. I spent my first Halloween in the NICU. My journey ended after a long 8 weeks of care and I've been healthy and happy at home ever since.

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