Our Story…
This story isn’t just about me, but rather about my mother, grandmother, and the many people that rallied together after my birth. The love that was shared at that time has fueled my desire to help and comfort mothers in similar situations. Many questions have been raised about the factual information pertaining to my birth. Although not fully understood, I have chosen to be at peace with not having all of the answers, and compiling the story that my mother and family have shared in the best way possible. This is our story:
I first heard the story about my birth when I was a little girl. Although not clearly understood to this day, my story was mentioned frequently throughout my childhood. My mother was approximately just over 6 months pregnant when she was rushed to the hospital in the back of my uncle’s Volkswagen after experiencing unexpected hemorrhaging. Early that following morning, I was delivered via emergency c-section at Sinai Hospital in Baltimore, Maryland. I recall my mother saying that she wasn’t fully anesthetized when they performed the c-section as she refused further medication until she heard my cry. Today, from what I can gather, my mother most likely suffered from a placental abruption, which led to her acute hemorrhaging and subsequent emergency c-section.
My baby book records my first measurements, I weighed all of 2 pounds, 4 ounces, and measured 15 inches long. In the days after my birth, I imagine they were very trying times for my family. As a mother, I wonder who she turned to for comfort on the hard days, and reassurance that all would be well. It is the hope that The Little Bird Project would create an environment where mothers can feel comfortable to share their concerns with trusted volunteers, and receive the resources necessary to bridge the gap from the lack of knowledge and understanding of caring for their preemie.
Photo taken at 4 days old.
