Random? Yes. But today, we are at Tyler stage.
Tyler is Sean's cousin. 8 years ago this August, he was born - at 22 weeks, 6 days gestation. 17 weeks early. 1 lb, 5 oz. And 12 inches long.
You guys, he's like Harry Potter. He's the boy who lived. Fetal viability (legally) isn't until 28 weeks - at which point there's a 90% chance a baby born will live. The earliest baby to have been born and survive? 21 weeks, 6 days. Just a week ago. Neo-natal units aren't even required to provide services to a baby under 24 weeks.
It amazes me. It amazes me that this tiny baby inside me, the baby I haven't even felt kick yet (damn you anterior placenta), could be born. And could survive. It wouldn't be guarantee, but it could. It makes this pregnancy all more real.
Also. I know what this baby looks like. On the outside. These are pictures of Tyler - then, and now. He has a few developmental problems, like cerebal palsy and very bad eyesight, but he's a smart, alleckly 8 year old now!
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