Yellow rose to brighten the scariest day of my life. |
The fire taught me many things, which includes the reminder that things are just things, and while some treasures were picked from the ashes by a very loving husband, they, too, are just things. It is the husband who is most treasured; the baby who was inside of me; friends and family. However, for tonight's photo I thought of something I currently have in my possession to share.
My single, yellow rose was given to me by a friend the morning after I unexpectedly had Tristan when I was 30 weeks pregnant. It was the only thing that I brought home after giving birth that most people consider normal - expected even. Most people don't know how to react when someone has a preemie. Balloons and flowers don't seem right and it's hard to read the mother's reaction because she is in shock.
When I brought people in to NICU to meet my son they were overwhelmed by their surroundings. Tristan's neighbor was one pound - Tristan was much bigger. He was three pounds, after dropping 11 oz overnight. Machines are beeping, nurses and doctors are zipping around, and there is your baby in a box. What do you say? Oh, s/he's precious! Give your friend a hug and ask her how she's feeling. Shut out every single beep, every baby but hers. This is extremely important.
Here is a list of suggestions written by a group of preemie moms (including myself) of things you can do. For example, you can bring her a rose.
When I came home, empty - without my baby and my heart heavy with fear and sadness - I hung the rose upside down to dry. It will hang in my kitchen by the sink every single day reminding me that one day Tristan will be home.
I will keep it forever.
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