World Prematurity Awareness Day

November 18, 2011 at 2:52 AM | Posted in Baby Romaezi | 2 Comments
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November is Prematurity Awareness month, the 17th specifically is World Prematurity awareness day.

Reading so many stories of preemies has brought forth a lot of emotion for me today. Before I turn this blog into something deep, I share with you one way in which I raised awareness today. Below is a snippet of conversation with a coworker. I won’t generalize and mention her hair color, but it certainly doesn’t match mine. We often write quotes like the one I share below on our board and tease her when necessary.

Me: You’re wearing purple, happy prematurity awareness day!

K: Right, because I’m so mature.

Me: (giggle–then I realize she wasn’t making a joke) Wait, you do know what prematurity awareness means, right?

She didn’t. Of course I filled her in–then wrote this conversation on our white board.

This day obviously held much deeper meaning for me than for my coworker.

I spent some time when I woke up today and this evening after work reading the preemie (I will abbreviate) Awareness Day Facebook page. Mostly happy stories were shared and occasionally sad. Whenever I see stories of 20 something weekers, I always well up. If there is one thing this whole experience taught me, it is that you truly cannot understand the depth of some things without experiencing them firsthand.

I am lucky to be able to say that I didn’t have a 23 week preemie. Last December, doctors thought I would. When my water broke at 23 weeks 2 days I was told I HAD to make it to 24 weeks to give Kamran the chance to survive. I was also told that there was a very high likelihood of delivering within 72 hours. Further, if he were to be born at 24 weeks and survive, he would face serious challenges. This information changed me forever. It rocks you. Hearing it makes you numb–lost in a dark abyss. On the shallow end, the perfect pregnancy you were expecting is suddenly out the door. Forget all of those cute pregnancy clothes you invested in, they will just sit in your closet and taunt you when you are fresh out of the hospital and no longer pregnant. On the deeper end, visions of meeting your perfectly pink and chubby baby for the first time fade into the fear that you may not actually meet your baby at all. From there the thoughts just spiral, can my marriage handle this, I’ve failed my baby and my husband…all among the medication, doctors, nurses, blood tests and the barrage of stimulation that is hospital life.

Being in labor at 23 weeks is so many things. Number 1, it is scary. More scary than I imagine normal full term labor to be. At 23 weeks, you aren’t supposed to be there. You have no control over the situation you are in and are entirely at the mercy of medical professionals to save your baby’s life and keep you safe in the process. I can’t even accurately paint the picture of emotions I went through last December. But I was scared.

Knowing what we went through and NOT having a 24 weeker, I cannot begin to imagine how much more scary it would have been to actually have had Kamran at 24 weeks. To those parents who have realized those fears, I tip my (crochet) hat.

Knowing just how lucky we got off, most days I feel silly calling Kamran a preemie. He was born at 35 weeks. He was practically term! It pales in comparison to what could have been but thankfully was not. However, we spent 33 days in the NICU. Kamran had his own set of challenges and he certainly was a preemie regardless. I am thankful that I did not have to realize the fear of being mom to a 24 week preterm baby and am oh so happy for my happy healthy 8 month old boy born only 5 weeks early.


One Week, One Day

March 23, 2011 at 2:02 PM | Posted in Baby Romaezi | 4 Comments
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Kamran turned one week old yesterday.  It is insane to think I should still be 36 weeks pregnant.  To the bed rest mommas, I know it isn’t easy doing what you are doing but having my baby in the NICU for only a few days has been harder than being on bed rest for a few months.  It is the hardest thing I have ever done.  Tough it out, no cheating either.  I know it is tempting to do more than get up, go to the bathroom and get in bed.  Call your nurse, or if you are home, call your husband to get whatever it is you need for you.  I didn’t have Kamran an extra week early because I was up and about more.  I wasn’t.  I’m just telling you that sitting in bed is worth it and way easier than the NICU.  At least it is for me. Continue Reading One Week, One Day…


March 22, 2011 at 1:31 AM | Posted in Baby Romaezi | 6 Comments
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Not MY minime…Kayvan’s.

Tell me this child doesn’t look exactly like his father. He has my mouth but that is about it.

Kamran, 6 days old

Kayvan, 6 days old

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Adjusting To Life In the NICU

March 21, 2011 at 12:08 PM | Posted in Baby Romaezi | 4 Comments
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As one might imagine, this week has been full of new challenges, lessons, discoveries and adjustments. Kamran is still in the NICU and I came home two nights ago. The best way to describe the first night home for me is… overstimulating. My house was such a foreign place to me. So different from when I left it. The Christmas tree was down, the house was spotless. Wrapping paper was nowhere to be found. I sat on my couch and didn’t quite know what to do. All I wanted was to be sitting with my baby in my arms and I couldn’t do that. It actually wasn’t hard leaving the hospital without him. It was hard coming home without him. Really hard. Continue Reading Adjusting To Life In the NICU…

Day 82: 35 weeks and a Baby!!

March 15, 2011 at 6:02 PM | Posted in Uncategorized | 49 Comments
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So we officially made it to 35 weeks and my body celebrated in the only way it knew how this morning. You guessed it. Another bleed. Only this time It wasn’t the subchorionic hemorrhage causing it. The morning started just before 6 a.m. Was eventful and went by fast.

We started out with an IV. A freaking IV because I needed fluid and it wasn’t an easy task. It took four, yes FOUR attempts and four nurses to get the IV in. I have to give it to the nurses, They tried desperately for an arm stick. When all hope for that failed they really tried for my right hand. Here I sit, with an IV in the back of my left hand. I also learned the real reason IVs are so tough to get into my body. I have lots of valves…which are good to have in that they pump blood through your body. Bad for IVs because you can’t put a needle through them. Oh AND They took my food away. Not a good sign. Continue Reading Day 82: 35 weeks and a Baby!!…

Day 42: 6 Weeks

February 3, 2011 at 5:46 PM | Posted in Baby Romaezi, Crochet | 2 Comments
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I have been in here for 6 WHOLE weeks.  Insane.  I never thought I could sit still and do nothing for so long.  Not as easy as it sounds.  Just goes to show that you can do it if you put your mind to it.  I told Kayvan he better get me out of here soon because I am getting used to everyone doing things for me–complete opposite of my norm.

I know that having made it this long is worth celebrating but knowing I have another 6 and a half weeks to go is a bit daunting…and bittersweet.  On one hand, I’m going to have a KID in 6 weeks and that is just so awesome I can’t describe it.  On the other hand, my pregnancy is being cut short by a month Continue Reading Day 42: 6 Weeks…

Day 34: Busy Day

January 26, 2011 at 7:05 PM | Posted in Baby Romaezi | 9 Comments
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Holy lots of stuff to do batman!  So last night I had to fast after midnight.  Normally not too hard for me to do.  I had an apple at 10 and a banana at 11 but for some reason once the clock struck midnight I HAD to have food.  Too late, it was just me and my buddy water until morning.  The nurse woke me at 6 a.m. to drink the sugary sweet orange stuff for the Gestational Diabetes test.  People say it reminds them of flat orange soda and that it is just plain awful tasting.  The flat orange soda might actually taste good.  This tasted like flat orange soda with 25 packets of sugar added.  If I hadn’t heard the flat orange soda description so many times I would describe it more as those pop ice things from my childhood, but unfrozen–admit it, you drank them before they were frozen too.  I prefer my orange soda cut with sprite so this was definitely too sweet for this gummy bear Continue Reading Day 34: Busy Day…

Day 15: Figuring Out Plan B

January 7, 2011 at 5:01 PM | Posted in Baby Romaezi | 3 Comments
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I am a total planner.  I get started on things WAY too early sometimes–finish them early too.  Typically because I’m excited, also because once I start a project I don’t like to take breaks.  I will get into moods and just organize around the house, sit in one room until 2 a.m. and I can’t keep my eyes open anymore.  Kayvan did a decent job of breaking that habit, pregnancy exhaustion helped too. This whole hospital stay has thrown a thousand wrenches in my “plan.”  Heck, maybe the whole point is to show me that you can’t plan everything in life.  Well, lesson learned.  I’m not complaining, but find myself sitting here trying to figure out how to adapt.

I think I mentioned that we have purchased two things for this little guy–TWO.  A crib with no mattress and a Paul Frank onsie.  THAT is it.  We have started turning our old office into the nursery and Continue Reading Day 15: Figuring Out Plan B…

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