The Baby Who Saved My Life… A Conclusion

I should have gone home that Friday night or Saturday....  I should have been enjoying Easter Sunday with our Pascha basket and our wonderful community of friends... I should have been trying on those new little newborn outfits and hats and taking pictures.... I should have been cuddling him that whole time, as normal births [...]

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The Baby Who Saved My Life… “The Day the Sun Rose”

They kept going back and forth... “yes, we can transfer you, no we can’t...” The “can’t” and the “you’ll stay here forever” seemed more powerful with each cancelling of letting me get to a regular hospital room, and each time they changed their minds because of my condition, my heart sunk further. But the “can’t” [...]

The Baby Who Saved My Life, Part VII… “Saturday, In The Tomb”

Tick... tock... tick........... tooooocckkk ...... Second by second, I focused on the second hand of the hospital room clock. If I looked away from it for the slightest second, it seemed to jump up and down, or the second hand would skip half a minute... I was hallucinating. I could barely talk at this point, [...]

The Baby Who Saved My Life… Part VI “Good Friday, and My Descent Into Hell”

Suddenly, the stalled atmosphere of “random refugee mother trying to be near her newborn” morphed into a flurry of urgent activity.... Hospital bracelets were being strapped onto my arms, I was tattooed with heart monitors and bandaids, had several IV entry points and vial after uncountable vial of blood taken, wires, monitors.... and voices saying [...]

The Baby Who Saved My Life… “The Day They Took My Baby”

In the small nursery meant for healthy babies, I found him. I rushed for him like a mother who had found her baby who’d been missing for twenty years, when, in fact, it had only been two hours. But a lot can happen in two hours. Now, many parents I know have had babies who [...]