I still remember the day that my son was born at 25 weeks as if it were yesterday... I kept wondering if everything was going to be ok. My son Jared was born at 25 weeks and died the day he was born... and by the grace of God was brought back to life... He took me on quite a rollercoaster ride during his stay in the NICU (and an even bumpier ride once he got home) He is now a happy healthy 3 1/2 year old. And it is time to start thinking about going to school. When he was so young and tiny that was all a distant dream. The doctors told me that due to his grade 4 IVH that "just won't seem to heal" that i shouldn't expect much and that Jared would be severly "challenged". Well, the IVH cleared up and now Jared walks & talks and loves to learn. He knows all nine Planets and can spell some words already. ( I guess doctors don't know everything ) Even though Jared is growing well I still stop by here often to remember where I have been and hopefully give a little hope to those that are living it now.
Lisa
Mom of Jared a former 25 weeker now 3 1/2