Prematurity Awareness Day is officially November 17, but I figured, why not make it a week of awareness on the blog? Hey, my blog, my rules.
Today’s fact: In the U.S., 1 in 8 babies is born premature
Today we had the privilege and honor of attending the Preemie Power event, hosted by Hand to Hold. I felt like a mack truck had hit me (allergies, maybe), but we pushed through anyhow. If you’ll remember all that voting, we were working hard to have Luke recognized as “Preemie of the Year.” He was recognized as a finalist, but another super cute set of twins won top honors. Don’t be sad, they were really cute. We were just 25 votes shy of winning the popular vote and the “Thundering Thurston” award, too. Bummer. BUT, I think receiving 4,137 votes is AWESOME.
Think of all the people that were touched by Luke’s story, all the moms and dads who realize they’re not alone, all the blessings we’ve received because of Luke’s challenges.
He earned every single one of those votes and I am so very proud. And, I am especially grateful to all who voted (on every technological device they owned!) and passed along the link to vote. One never knows who you touch in life. Perhaps through this competition Luke’s story touched someone profoundly.
You’ve seen these adorable boys before, and while they are amazing in their own right (Bryce, at left, is last year’s Preemie of the Year), I am honored to know their mommas. You see, when you have a baby that’s born premature, when your sweet baby endures a ridiculous amount of surgeries, when you navigate therapist/specialist/insurance claims until you can’t see straight, you need someone who gets it. Like a pregnant woman needs chocolate. Does that analogy help?
Everytime I see those faces, this relief washes over me. I am in the presence of holy women. I don’t have to pretend that everything is just peachy keen. I don’t have to say things like, “Oh we’re making progress.” I don’t have to be anybody, but me. With one look, we all just “know.”
Praise be to God for bringing me in touch with these women and their inspiring lives. We’re all on a journey. I’m thankful mine has such great company.