The Tale of Two Preemies: Mother's Day

Sunday, May 11, 2014

Mother's Day

Today is hard.

I think Pat knows that. Yesterday he spoiled me. We took the kids and went to the Terry Redlin Museum and then to the Children's Museum. It was a fun day. After that we went to a sporting goods store and he bought me some UnderArmour workout gear, which I would never spend that kind of money on myself. He even looked at ellipticals and gave me the ok to get one. I've been looking at them for years.

Today is still hard. Not too long ago my mom would call once a week and tell the same story over and over again. Not just the same story she told last week, but the same story she had already told you earlier in the conversation. Then I would call my sister and we would compare the same story she told and vent about what was wrong with her (we didn't actually know then) and how annoying it was. What I wouldn't give for the phone to ring and to hear my mom's voice on the line. So today is hard. I love my children and am grateful that I am their mom, but I miss the mom that helped me become the person I am.

1 comment:

jennifer elliott said...: I miss her too.; 5/13/2014 12:59 AM

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Cole's Story

Cole was born at 30 weeks 3 days, much to our surprise, in 2006. I went in to the hospital because I wasn't feeling well and was afraid I'd get dehydrated. I ended up being air lifted to a larger hospital where Cole was born 24 hours later. He weighed in at 4 lbs. 2 oz. and was 17" long. He had some developmental delays, mostly due to acid reflux. He also had positional plagiocephaly and was in a remolding helmet for 6 weeks. At 14 months he underwent a cardiac catheter procedure to close his PDA. At 25 months he tripped getting out of his kiddie pool and broke his femur. He was in a cast from his hips to his toes for 4 long weeks. He also broke his shoulder at age 5 1/2. His latest medical drama has been a cyst in his left ear. He's had his adenoids removed and another surgery to remove the cyst. He'll have a second surgery in August. He's been through the ringer, but you'd never know it. He just rolls with the punches. He's 100% farm boy. He wants to know how everything works and why. He loves the farm. Farming is definitely in his blood.

Tate's Story

Tate was born at 34 weeks 2 days in 2008. Since I had a previous premature delivery, I was on high alert for another one. It didn't help. We had ultrasound after ultrasound and everything looked great. Tate, however, was not patient. I was admitted to the hospital with preterm labor. He held off for a couple of days, but was still born early. He weighed 5 and a half pounds and was 19" long. Fortunately he had no problems and was released from the hospital 3 days after he was born. He was born the middle child. He desperately wants to do what his big brother does, but has his own interests and wants Cole do to those with him. He's my trouble-maker, fit-thrower, and snuggle bug.