Monday Musings

Warning - this post will contain pictures of premature babies that you may not want to see. If you don't want to see them, don't read any further.
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I was feeling baby move around this morning, and I had a thought:

I've held babies the same age as Smudge.

Viability is largely considered to be 24 weeks, which I will be on wednesday, but I've taken care of babies as young as 23w2d. Not that the outcomes are always good (i think my first TRULY positive outcome was with a baby 24w5d), but it's kind of surreal to remember those babies that were the same age as mine is now.

Baby M - born at 23w2d, after mom was leaking fluid and on hospital bedrest for 3 weeks. Pictured at just under 4 pounds almost at almost 34 weeks.

They can cry.

Baby A - born at 23w3d - the surviving triplet. I was the first one to touch her when she was born, and the last one to touch one of her brothers when he passed 3 days later. Pictured closer to 8 months old.

They have hair.

Baby T - born at 25w5d - pictured closer to 29 weeks

Their little arms and legs are so small, a wedding band can fit like a bracelet.

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They're such little tiny fighters.

Baby D - born at 26w0d. Fighter from day 1. Now a thriving 3 year old.

I hope my little tiny fighter stays put for a good while longer.