Emma

2015-05-02 09.00.39

You gave us an almighty scare last week, when we found out that your growth had slowed tremendously over the past month.

Every day, we were thankful for every kick and movement because that meant you were still getting air and food.

Before the placenta shut down, you decided (and this is me, projecting), “That’s it, I’m out of here.”

And so, your mum’s water broke yesterday.

We rushed to the hospital. The doctor ordered a steroid jab to kickstart your lungs because he would have to deliver you the next day, when you were still a few weeks from term.

This morning, I sat in the operating theatre and watched as you emerged.

You looked blue and lifeless.

But almost immediately, you started crying on your own accord.

Thank God.

Now, grow, little one.

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