Our little boy Fletcher very clearly wanted to make a dramatic entrance to the world. Rosie was 23 weeks pregnant when labour started and, at 24+4 weeks, after 105 hours of active labour, Fletcher arrived, weighing 1.5lb.
It was the most anxious moment of our lives when he was born: we didn’t hear a sound from him. We were desperate to know whether our little boy was going to be okay, and luckily, we saw one nurse smile, which gave us the confidence that he was alright.
He was resuscitated at birth and put on the ventilator straight away. Then he was rushed off to the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit at Royal Stoke without us getting to have a hold or a cuddle.
When we first started our neonatal journey, we were quite naive about what we would all go through; we just thought that our tiny baby needed to grow. As it has happens, our little miracle has battled infections such as sepsis, pneumonia, E-Coli and NEC. He has had a grade 2 brain haemorrhage and half a collapsed lung since he was born, and both his lungs have been on the verge of collapsing. He has chronic lung disease, a stage 2 ROP (Retinopathy of Prematurity) and an open duct in his heart. And in the 101 days since he was born, he has had 18 blood transfusions.