On December 12th, 2013, my daughter Madelyn was born. She was born 3 months early to the day. At 12.5 inches in length she weighed only 1lb 5oz. This is when her story began. For me, our story began about 5 months earlier when I first found out I was pregnant….
My husband and I were on our way home from a trip to Toronto. Our plane had just taken off and my stomach was starting to turn. This feeling was unusual for me. I’d never been sick on a plane before. I turned to my husband to tell him and had just enough time to grab the bag from the seat pocket in front of me. I felt every person around me on the plane cringe. This happened over and over again until I had nothing left to give and again anytime I drank or ate anything. Over and over again! It was humiliating! I kept thinking to myself, “What is wrong with me?” Finally, a red flag went off in my mind when I got sick again on our connecting flight while we were waiting for the rest of the passengers to board the plane. We hadn’t even moved yet! After convincing the flight attendant not to kick me off the plane, we took off for home. A couple grueling hours later, we landed, I got sick at the airport again, and finally we made it to our car. On the drive home, my husband and I looked at each other and it was as if we just knew. Something was different. Something had changed. We made it home and I took a test. Two minutes later… Positive. “Honey… honey? Does this mean what I think it means?” my husband said. He was over the moon and so was I. Our whole world changed in that instant.