To my surprise, there was a scene with the arrival of a 30 week premmie and she was placed in Special Care. The baby was so tiny, so tiny that is actually frightened me to see a baby so small. Then I remembered that Kye was the same size.
The story line was beautiful. Due to complications, the baby was about to take her last breath and the male doctor held her close to his chest so she would not be alone. In an instant the baby's heartbeat started to stabilise as did her oxygen levels. Another doctor came over and told the male doctor that he was practicing Kangaroo Care. She suggested he take of his shirt and hold the baby close to his heart for her to survive.
This is what I am doing with Kye in the middle photo. Whenever we would practice Kangaroo Care, his oxygen levels and heartbeat would be perfect. I would sit there for hours on end.
Visitors peering in through the glass windows of Special Care would often do a double take to see if I was really holding a baby.
I wrote about how important Kangaroo Care is for prem babies in my book. But you know what, it was just as important for me, as a mum of a prem. I was able to hold my baby just for that moment and I was able to help him survive. It gave me purpose when on most days I felt like I had none.
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