Today my son started Preschool. Kid's so happy and excited about it. He wants to make eleven friends (Specifically eleven. Idk where the number came from but he was adamant about it. Was part of the adorableness this morning as he was getting ready to go. Though he doesn't understand just how amazing it is to see him go to school. I covered it in a couple other articles at this point. Loss, the poorly formatted article I apparently posted in 1969 (nice) talks about it. To summarize:
Wren, my son, was a twin. His brother, Garrick, was lost during the pregnancy due to a condition called SIGR. At the time, my wife and I were completely blindsided by this even though it was obvious from the very beginning. Inexperience on the doctors side caused a lot of heart ache that we could of been prepared for much, much earlier. SIGR (Selective Infant Growth Restriction) occurs when twins share a placenta, but don't share it evenly. One child grows at a stunted rate and often forces an early birth due to their share of the placenta running out of nutrients much sooner. It was a horrible time, and even now is pretty upsetting to think about. But time heals all wounds. I can comfortably talk about what happened now, some almost four years later. At the time? Certainly couldn't.
The years have been going through as a blur. The entirety of the pregnancy after we lost Garrick was filled with weekly check ins and panic that something might go wrong. Wren being born was wonderful, but still panic inducing. He was so, so small. Barely the length of my forearm (And while small, still appropriate sized for a twin.) and bringing him home had it's own panic. Watching him grow has truly been amazing. Seeing how smart he is, him learning to walk and talk. Him learning to count. Today it really hit me that he not just survived, but is thriving.
Anyway, felt like sharing. Thanks for taking the time to read.
Wren, my son, was a twin. His brother, Garrick, was lost during the pregnancy due to a condition called SIGR. At the time, my wife and I were completely blindsided by this even though it was obvious from the very beginning. Inexperience on the doctors side caused a lot of heart ache that we could of been prepared for much, much earlier. SIGR (Selective Infant Growth Restriction) occurs when twins share a placenta, but don't share it evenly. One child grows at a stunted rate and often forces an early birth due to their share of the placenta running out of nutrients much sooner. It was a horrible time, and even now is pretty upsetting to think about. But time heals all wounds. I can comfortably talk about what happened now, some almost four years later. At the time? Certainly couldn't.
The years have been going through as a blur. The entirety of the pregnancy after we lost Garrick was filled with weekly check ins and panic that something might go wrong. Wren being born was wonderful, but still panic inducing. He was so, so small. Barely the length of my forearm (And while small, still appropriate sized for a twin.) and bringing him home had it's own panic. Watching him grow has truly been amazing. Seeing how smart he is, him learning to walk and talk. Him learning to count. Today it really hit me that he not just survived, but is thriving.
Anyway, felt like sharing. Thanks for taking the time to read.
