My life was forever changed on August 4th of 2018. My baby Izabelle Katherine was born still at 31 weeks 6 days. The weeks leading up to that were filled with hope, disappointment, fear, love and utter sadness. We were told at 19 weeks there was something wrong with our precious baby and they didn’t know what. By 26 weeks we knew she had a heart problem and there was a small chance she would survive. At 30 weeks 4 days, we were told we needed to go to Edmonton to talk to the specialists and set a plan of action to save our baby. At 30 weeks 5 days, the doctors told us that she would not survive, and there was nothing that could be done, and if they didn’t induce me soon, I would also be at risk of dying. At 30 weeks 6 days I was sent home to wait for a call from the labour and delivery unit. My baby died at 31 weeks 3 days and was delivered three days later. Nothing will ever be the same.
I vowed that day, that I would do what I could to make sure Izzy was never forgotten and neither are all the other precious babies that didn’t get a chance to feel the sun on their cheeks. I do all I can in memory of her.