Imagine

The fear is always there. I think it just comes with parenting.
But the fear of losing your child - always with me.

Both of my babies were born at full-term. Healthy baby boys. Yet, that fear, the fear of your baby becoming so sick their life ends too soon, is always with me.

For me, this seems to be an irrational fear. But for some, it's reality.

Imagine needing over 20 ultrasounds during your pregnancy.

Imagine being put on strict bed-rest just 15 weeks into your pregnancy.

Imagine setting a goal of making it to 30 weeks of your pregnancy (10 weeks early).

Imagine going in for a routine check up, only to find you are in labor and you need to deliver your baby 5 weeks early.

Imagine checking out of the hospital and having to say goodbye to your baby, who will be spending the next few days, weeks, or months in the NICU.

Now imagine a group whose mission is to support research offering preventions and solutions for babies born too soon or with birth defects.

Imagine a group that educates women on things they can do to increase their chances of having a healthy baby.

Imagine a group that strives to provide comfort and information to families with a newborn in intensive care.

Imagine a group that pushes for newborn screening and health insurance for all pregnant women and children.

Now, imagine me walking just over 6 miles to support this group and imagine yourself supporting me in my efforts to raise funds.

Stop imagining - I will be walking and am asking you to please support me in my walk for the March of Dimes.