The Soulful Journey of Preterm Birth – From Conception to Home

The Soulful Journey of Preterm Birth - From Conception to Home

Journey from preterm birth to home
Life swivelled
Me n my hubby giggled
The report read HCG was high
We uttered with a sigh
It isn’t a lie
Most special gift on mother’s day, we can’t buy



A new voyage began, from wife to being a mother
Love respect n care hightened for one another
From morning sickness to growing baby bump
I was carried away by emotional pump
The growth trajectory in the womb
The egg, from a poppy seed to embryo to foetus, abloom
Unrivalled was the feeling
The fluttering movements of baby wheeling
Birthing a new life, True essence of women empowerment
Stupendous experience, no words to vent





Third trimester rolled in with a bang
Thrilling song, destiny sang
Unaware of the reason for distress
The pain i couldn’t supress
Oh, these are the contractions
Unable to infer doctor’s gross reactions
It was a preterm breech
The due date we just couldn’t reach
My baby was in a real hurry
To step into the outside world, my deary
Preparing for a c-sec
Its just 29weeks of gestation, what the heck
In the anaesthetic state, full of despair
Awww, i heard the first cry of my li’l one, hope n joy was in the air
Its a baby boy
My li’l bundle of joy

When i gained consciousness
Bereft of my new love, again i was hopeless
In a dire emergency, he was taken to NICU right after birth
Unable to catch even a glimpse of him, i was in life’s dearth
Within hours, mammary glands got activated
Arggghhh, couldn’t nurse my baby, I bleated
Miles away from me
Wriggling in pain to see him, hold him, so was he
Dealing with post partum stress
A glance over his first pic, could make it less
Got discharged in 3 days
But with empty arms, everything seemed grey




Finally i got the chance to see my one week old baby
With heartbeat fast, trembling hands, shaky legs, my pace was so lazy
He was incubated, ventilated, pricked for various scans
To make him hale n hearty, doctors didn’t miss a single chance
Weighing just a kg, he was born
Thinking about his respiratory distress, my heart was torn
To help him breathe, he had nasal prongs
Couldn’t figure out, what went wrong
The sensors, machines, needles, syringe, all over his body
It was so dreadful, I ran away into lobby
Traumatized with the view, Unable to hold back my tears
Muzzling me, were all sort of fears
But he is a warrior, born fighter
Only with his strength, the days became more whiter
I also stood up,to match up to his power
I gave my best to climb this tower
Expressed the milk for my li’l dude
He could digest it, yippieee, it was all vibrantly hued
An ml to a bit more, everyday was like a new struggle
Slowly we reached max feed level, n the happiness was much more than double
Children’s day, a new dawn full of motherly affection was in my cart
First time i held my prince in my arms just next to my heart
With pride, love n joy our eyes were brimming
With the warmth of our touch, our li’l token of love was grinning
His look was so enthralling n captivating
The zealous energy in us, it was recreating
His tiny supple hands into mine
Living the grace of motherhood, I did shine
Forever In our hearts, picture of this memorable moment is etched
No one can steal this treasure as it has been latched
Another step forward, we took
To bring him home early, by hook or by crook
We started with kangaroo mother care
He laid nude on my chest bare
For hours, peacefully snuggled into me, my li’l chap
I began to feed him with spoon, in my lap
I caressed him with all my heart
Blessed him and expressed my deep love of his part
The therapy worked miraculously
He could breathe on his own righteously
Day by day he improved
Nothing can be more healing than mother’s love, it proved
At last, we were shifted to our personal ward
I could draw him out of agony, was my biggest reward
The restrictions of visiting hours, ended
Now wholly under my embrace, he landed
His gastric feeding tube, cannula were all gone
The stinging pain of separation is now bygone
No more i needed permission, to touch to kiss to hug to love my baby, was a great relief
In the tough times, true weapons are courage and positive belief
His weight gain was the only measure, how far we reach
Everyday with few grams gained, yesss i could make it, was the cliché
Hurray, we made it, Finally the big day came
After 38 days of ups and downs, in our favour was the game
My teeny weeny made his debut in our home
We got engrossed in nurturing his beautiful n delicate form

So much of hurdles, together we crossed
But there are still some milestones to be tossed
They say, love can heal anything n everything in world, so true
N It demands nothing in lieu
Proud to be mother of a preemie
His divine cuteness n littleness is a freebie
Intertwining are our respective destiny
The choicest blessing, God bestowed upon me





Journey from preterm birth to home
Life swivelled
Me n my hubby giggled
The report read HCG was high
We uttered with a sigh
It isn’t a lie
Most special gift on mother’s day, we can’t buy

A new voyage began, from wife to being a mother
Love respect n care hightened for one another
From morning sickness to growing baby bump
I was carried away by emotional pump
The growth trajectory in the womb
The egg, from a poppy seed to embryo to foetus, abloom
Unrivalled was the feeling
The fluttering movements of baby wheeling
Birthing a new life, True essence of women empowerment
Stupendous experience, no words to vent




Third trimester rolled in with a bang
Thrilling song, destiny sang
Unaware of the reason for distress
The pain I couldn’t supress
Oh, these are the contractions
Unable to infer doctor’s gross reactions
It was a preterm breech
The due date we just couldn’t reach
My baby was in a real hurry
To step into the outside world, my deary
Preparing for a c-sec
Its just 29 weeks of gestation, what the heck
In the anaesthetic state, full of despair
Awww, I heard the first cry of my li’l one, hope n joy was in the air
Its a baby boy
My li’l bundle of joy

When I gained consciousness
Bereft of my new love, again I was hopeless
In a dire emergency, he was taken to NICU right after birth
Unable to catch even a glimpse of him, i was in life’s dearth
Within hours, mammary glands got activated
Arggghhh, couldn’t nurse my baby, I bleated
Miles away from me
Wriggling in pain to see him, hold him, so was he
Dealing with post partum stress
A glance over his first pic, could make it less
Got discharged in 3 days
But with empty arms, everything seemed grey





Finally i got the chance to see my one week old baby
With heartbeat fast, trembling hands, shaky legs, my pace was so lazy
He was incubated, ventilated, pricked for various scans
To make him hale n hearty, doctors didn’t miss a single chance
Weighing just a kg, he was born
Thinking about his respiratory distress, my heart was torn
To help him breathe, he had nasal prongs
Couldn’t figure out, what went wrong
The sensors, machines, needles, syringe, all over his body
It was so dreadful, I ran away into lobby
Traumatized with the view, Unable to hold back my tears
Muzzling me, were all sort of fears
But he is a warrior, born fighter
Only with his strength, the days became more whiter
I also stood up,to match up to his power
I gave my best to climb this tower
Expressed the milk for my li’l dude
He could digest it, yippieee, it was all vibrantly hued
An ml to a bit more, everyday was like a new struggle
Slowly we reached max feed level, n the happiness was much more than double
Children’s day, a new dawn full of motherly affection was in my cart
First time I held my prince in my arms just next to my heart
With pride, love n joy our eyes were brimming
With the warmth of our touch, our li’l token of love was grinning
His look was so enthralling n captivating
The zealous energy in us, it was recreating
His tiny supple hands into mine
Living the grace of motherhood, i did shine
Forever In our hearts, picture of this memorable moment is etched
No one can steal this treasure as it has been latched
Another step forward, we took
To bring him home early, by hook or by crook
We started with kangaroo mother care
He laid nude on my chest bare
For hours, peacefully snuggled into me, my li’l chap
I began to feed him with spoon, in my lap
I caressed him with all my heart
Blessed him and expressed my deep love of his part
The therapy worked miraculously
He could breathe on his own righteously
Day by day he improved
Nothing can be more healing than mother’s love, it proved
At last, we were shifted to our personal ward
I could draw him out of agony, was my biggest reward
The restrictions of visiting hours, ended
Now wholly under my embrace, he landed
His gastric feeding tube, cannula were all gone
The stinging pain of separation is now bygone
No more I needed permission, to touch to kiss to hug to love my baby, was a great relief
In the tough times, true weapons are courage and positive belief
His weight gain was the only measure, how far we reach
Everyday with few grams gained, yesss I could make it, was the cliché
Hurray, we made it, Finally the big day came
After 38 days of ups and downs, in our favour was the game
My teeny weeny made his debut in our home
We got engrossed in nurturing his beautiful n delicate form

So much of hurdles, together we crossed
But there are still some milestones to be tossed
They say, love can heal anything n everything in world, so true
N It demands nothing in lieu
Proud to be mother of a preemie
His divine cuteness n littleness is a freebie
Intertwining are our respective destiny
The choicest blessing, God bestowed upon me




The Journey from preterm birth to home
Life swivelled
Me n my hubby giggled
The report read HCG was high
We uttered with a sigh
It isn’t a lie
Most special gift on mother’s day, we can’t buy

A new voyage began, from wife to being a mother
Love respect n care hightened for one another
From morning sickness to growing baby bump
I was carried away by emotional pump
The growth trajectory in the womb
The egg, from a poppy seed to embryo to foetus, abloom
Unrivalled was the feeling
The fluttering movements of baby wheeling
Birthing a new life, True essence of women empowerment
Stupendous experience, no words to vent





Third trimester rolled in with a bang
Thrilling song, destiny sang
Unaware of the reason for distress
The pain I couldn’t supress
Oh, these are the contractions
Unable to infer doctor’s gross reactions
It was a preterm breech
The due date we just couldn’t reach
My baby was in a real hurry
To step into the outside world, my deary
Preparing for a c-sec
Its just 29weeks of gestation, what the heck
In the anaesthetic state, full of despair
Awww, I heard the first cry of my li’l one, hope n joy was in the air
Its a baby boy
My li’l bundle of joy

When I gained consciousness
Bereft of my new love, again I was hopeless
In a dire emergency, he was taken to NICU right after birth
Unable to catch even a glimpse of him, I was in life’s dearth
Within hours, mammary glands got activated
Arggghhh, couldn’t nurse my baby, I  bleated
Miles away from me
Wriggling in pain to see him, hold him, so was he
Dealing with post partum stress
A glance over his first pic, could make it less
Got discharged in 3 days
But with empty arms, everything seemed grey




Finally I got the chance to see my one week old baby
With heartbeat fast, trembling hands, shaky legs, my pace was so lazy
He was incubated, ventilated, pricked for various scans
To make him hale n hearty, doctors didn’t miss a single chance
Weighing just a kg, he was born
Thinking about his respiratory distress, my heart was torn
To help him breathe, he had nasal prongs
Couldn’t figure out, what went wrong
The sensors, machines, needles, syringe, all over his body
It was so dreadful, I ran away into lobby
Traumatized with the view, Unable to hold back my tears
Muzzling me, were all sort of fears
But he is a warrior, born fighter
Only with his strength, the days became more whiter
I also stood up,to match up to his power
I gave my best to climb this tower
Expressed the milk for my li’l dude
He could digest it, yippieee, it was all vibrantly hued
An ml to a bit more, everyday was like a new struggle
Slowly we reached max feed level, n the happiness was much more than double
Children’s day, a new dawn full of motherly affection was in my cart
First time I held my prince in my arms just next to my heart
With pride, love n joy our eyes were brimming
With the warmth of our touch, our li’l token of love was grinning
His look was so enthralling n captivating
The zealous energy in us, it was recreating
His tiny supple hands into mine
Living the grace of motherhood, i did shine
Forever In our hearts, picture of this memorable moment is etched
No one can steal this treasure as it has been latched
Another step forward, we took
To bring him home early, by hook or by crook
We started with kangaroo mother care
He laid nude on my chest bare
For hours, peacefully snuggled into me, my li’l chap
I began to feed him with spoon, in my lap
I caressed him with all my heart
Blessed him and expressed my deep love of his part
The therapy worked miraculously
He could breathe on his own righteously
Day by day he improved
Nothing can be more healing than mother’s love, it proved
At last, we were shifted to our personal ward
I could draw him out of agony, was my biggest reward
The restrictions of visiting hours, ended
Now wholly under my embrace, he landed
His gastric feeding tube, cannula were all gone
The stinging pain of separation is now bygone
No more I needed permission, to touch to kiss to hug to love my baby, was a great relief
In the tough times, true weapons are courage and positive belief
His weight gain was the only measure, how far we reach
Everyday with few grams gained, yesss I could make it, was the cliché
Hurray, we made it, Finally the big day came
After 38 days of ups and downs, in our favour was the game
My teeny weeny made his debut in our home
We got engrossed in nurturing his beautiful n delicate form

So much of hurdles, together we crossed
But there are still some milestones to be tossed
They say, love can heal anything n everything in world, so true
N It demands nothing in lieu
Proud to be mother of a preemie
His divine cuteness n littleness is a freebie
Intertwining are our respective destiny
The choicest blessing, God bestowed upon me





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