Have I mentioned lately that Annalyn was born seven weeks early? No? Because she was. And I kind of talk about it a lot.
You know why? Because it was a miracle.
And not just the fact that she was healthy, but it was also amazing that she was able to come home so quickly.
Every time I hear about a family living in the NICU with their premature baby for weeks, I’m thankful all over again that Annalyn only had to stay in the hospital for nine days longer than I did.
But part of the strong will that kept her warm and strong and breathing well when she was a teeny tiny baby? Um, yeah. It’s the same darned will that’s driving me crazy two and a half years later!
I am not exaggerating. When Annalyn was less than two weeks old – still weighing barely more than four pounds – she ripped out her own feeding tube.
The NICU nurse said that they wouldn’t put it back in unless she needed it; she said they’d try to give her a bottle. But, she warned me, babies never took the bottle that early. They had to be at least 36 weeks (or in Annalyn’s case, three weeks); something in their little tiny brains just clicked at that point.
Every time, she said. That’s how they all were.
Except my tiny baby. Annalyn started eating from a bottle and never looked back.
That strong will was a good thing back then. A real good thing. And, as a friend recently reminded me, it will be a great thing when she’s 16 and dating.
But right now? At age 2 ½? That strong will drives me cuh-razy!!!
A few weeks ago, I had to take her to choir practice with me. She was great. Except for when she said, “No, Mommy! You no hush me! I no hush!”
I know, I know. Some of it’s typical two-year-old stuff. (And don’t even tell me about how the threes are more terrible than the twos. I may have heard it already. Just a time or twenty.)
But you have to admit. The thought of that tiny baby who pulled her feeding tube out – as a teenager? Kind of scary, right?
Over the next several weeks, the March of Dimes will be holding a walk in a city near you. (Or in your city, you know, if you live in a city.) March for Babies gives hope to the 500,000+ babies born early every year. The money raised by these walks supports programs that help mothers have healthy, full-term pregnancies.
As I’ve mentioned before, this is a cause that’s close to my heart. So when I heard (because they told me) that Famous Footwear is supporting the March of Dimes with a special shoe, I was impressed.
For every pair of Dr. Scholl’s “Inferno 2” walking shoes for women purchased, Famous Footwear will donate $5 (up to $500,000).
For a, ahem, related discount and a giveaway, visit my other site.
Have you ever walked in a charity walk? What’s your favorite cause to support?