MagicMomentsMom
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Well I'm just jumping in here and starting my PTR! It seems so far away--but it's only 153 days
So here goes! We're staying from Dec 1st to Dec 12th at the Pop Century Resort
Introducing the Magical Princess Seeking bunch of characters
Princess GenevaClaire(formerly known as Preemie Princess), the 4 year old miracle star of this party and our very own princess here in the mtns!
Daddy Prince, aka Ben--in the land of the 40's
MommyQueen, aka Veronica--37 (nothing cute or funny about it, lol)
Our little family almost never happened--we had several very sad disappointments during our first 12 years of marriage--with 5 angels who are waiting for us all in Heaven. We became pregnant with GenevaClaire and fear and apprehension set in--we were afraid, very afraid. But the pregnancy passed the fearful mark, I was fat, happy and moving along very healthy--then the bottom dropped out. I woke up one January Morning, feeling fine--but as the morning went on the scene went from normal to horrifying. I was a pleasant 25 weeks preggo, doing the dishes, picking up the kitchen on a Saturday. Then the braxton contractions (or so I thought) started--"ok, I thought, no biggie" but those contractions started coming on a regular timed interval, then some other things started happening--my worst nightmare was happening all over again. A little time and prayer passed as I waited for the Doc to call me back, unfortunately he left his bedside manner at the office, because he proceeded to tell me that she was not viable and would not live. He told me to go to the hospital and they would call him if he was needed. Talk about a kick to the gut--I was heartbroke and horrified. We set off for the hospital, we were in L&D triage for just over an hour--when they determined I was in full blown premature labor--the race was on to stop it--unfortunately they couldn't--our preemie princess was born at 25 weeks, a micro preemie, weighing in at a whopping 1lb 15 ounces--12 inches long--not breathing, no cries to announce her royal birth--just silence--they did revive her and I saw her just for seconds before she was whisked off to the NICU.
Our world was about to spin on to the wildest ride we've ever been on, called the NICU rollercoaster. (believe me it's one ride you don't want to fastpass or get back in line to ride again) It's been 4 years, and 6 months since we got on it--pretty soon I really want to get off this ride....

Introducing the Magical Princess Seeking bunch of characters
Princess GenevaClaire(formerly known as Preemie Princess), the 4 year old miracle star of this party and our very own princess here in the mtns!

Daddy Prince, aka Ben--in the land of the 40's

MommyQueen, aka Veronica--37 (nothing cute or funny about it, lol)

Our little family almost never happened--we had several very sad disappointments during our first 12 years of marriage--with 5 angels who are waiting for us all in Heaven. We became pregnant with GenevaClaire and fear and apprehension set in--we were afraid, very afraid. But the pregnancy passed the fearful mark, I was fat, happy and moving along very healthy--then the bottom dropped out. I woke up one January Morning, feeling fine--but as the morning went on the scene went from normal to horrifying. I was a pleasant 25 weeks preggo, doing the dishes, picking up the kitchen on a Saturday. Then the braxton contractions (or so I thought) started--"ok, I thought, no biggie" but those contractions started coming on a regular timed interval, then some other things started happening--my worst nightmare was happening all over again. A little time and prayer passed as I waited for the Doc to call me back, unfortunately he left his bedside manner at the office, because he proceeded to tell me that she was not viable and would not live. He told me to go to the hospital and they would call him if he was needed. Talk about a kick to the gut--I was heartbroke and horrified. We set off for the hospital, we were in L&D triage for just over an hour--when they determined I was in full blown premature labor--the race was on to stop it--unfortunately they couldn't--our preemie princess was born at 25 weeks, a micro preemie, weighing in at a whopping 1lb 15 ounces--12 inches long--not breathing, no cries to announce her royal birth--just silence--they did revive her and I saw her just for seconds before she was whisked off to the NICU.
Our world was about to spin on to the wildest ride we've ever been on, called the NICU rollercoaster. (believe me it's one ride you don't want to fastpass or get back in line to ride again) It's been 4 years, and 6 months since we got on it--pretty soon I really want to get off this ride....