Reasons behind our store and blog
My husband and I met a little later in life than most couples, and after realizing our dream of being married in a castle in Scotland, we immediately began trying to expand our family beyond our two furry children, retired racing greyhounds Holly and Nova.
Fast forward a few years and several rounds of IVF later: we were ecstatic to find out that it had finally worked and we were pregnant! We found out we were having a little boy… and we would just have to be patient until he arrived.
Our son Spencer had other plans.
He arrived after only 29 weeks, the day after Thanksgiving — we call him our Black Friday deal of the century! The morning after his birth, he weighed in at a whopping 2 lbs 5 oz and was just over 14” long, by far the smallest baby I had ever seen. We spent the next 64 days in the NICU experiencing things we never thought we’d have to deal with.
During this time, we could not find clothing small enough to fit Spencer, and we thought that we probably weren’t alone in this quest. I kept catching myself and other preemie parents answering questions about our babies with, “It’s a preemie thing” since most parents of full-term babies had different experiences. So the seed was planted and grew into our site — It’s a Preemie Thing.
Spencer is now almost 15 months old, and continues to amaze us, scare us in his quest to accomplish things on his own and give us different challenges. In SEP 2010 he was diagnosed with a rare brain malformation, Rhombencephalosynapsis (RS), and with only approximately 50 cases worldwide, it makes things a little interesting! I might add, he would have had this regardless of when he was born, even if he had been a “termie.”
I love being able to connect with so many other parents of preemies, as nobody understands fully what we’ve been through other than preemie parents! I was lucky enough to have made some amazing friends in the NICU that I’m able to visit with, vent and know that we’re not alone.
Congratulations to all new parents, especially those with preemies. Hang in there — miracles come in small packages!