Happy Mother’s Day!
My mom is one of my heroes. With the help of my amazing doctors and nurses, she brought me into this world via a c-section, at 24-and-a-half weeks, a very tiny babe weighing only 1 pound, 1 ounce. I was the size of standard typing paper. I was a micro preemie, a very tiny premature baby. With the birth of premature babies, there’s so many things that could go wrong. With preemies, you have to worry about everything: lungs, heart, brain, eyesight to name a few. I was extremely lucky. I’m forever grateful to the men and women at Children’s Hospital in Minneapolis who helped keep me alive and safe during the first 6 months of my life.