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I have accomplished many things…but one sticks out.
Most people who are close to me know the basics of Lu’s birth story. It was traumatic life-threatening for both of us and completely unexpected due to my mostly normal births of my older two. Obviously my biggest accomplishment is all 3 of my kids. My first was born when I was 20 and he completed my life, little did I know my second would only add to it. When I got PG with Lu I didn’t think anything of it, my other two were great pregnancies and I honestly felt the best with Lu’s pregnancy. Unbeknownst to us I had a disease creeping under the surface called fibromyalgia. We didn’t find out it’s name for 4 more years after but it was there. At the time it was biding it’s time as Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. Anyways I developed HELPP syndrome at 31 weeks and Lu was born via c-section 9 weeks early. She was always fine and was a strapping 3.5 lbs (big for a preemie) and only developed apnea for a bit. I was in the hospital for a week because they couldn’t get my blood pressure to go down. What was my accomplishment you ask? I basically willed myself to live. The idea of leaving my other kids was too much for me. According to my doctors I should have died. All of my organs shut down, my platelet count was basically 0….I was basically DOA when I got to the first hospital. I looked at Scott, told him I would not leave my kids and that was that. So here I am, a little worse for the wear with quite a few health problems, but I did not leave my kids. If I have anything to do about it, I never will.
