From the moment my son was born, fighting for breath, 10 weeks before his due date, the relief was immense and wonderful. Nobody wants their child to be born so prematurely, but after a pregnancy fraught with danger, getting as far as 30 weeks was something to celebrate. A diagnosis of placenta previa major – a serious obstetric complication – meant that by the time Emil was delivered via emergency C-section I’d had 14 haemorrhages, three blue-light ambulance rides, four blood transfusions, five weeks in hospital and two months of bed rest. I’d also been told that loss of life – both mine and my unborn child’s – was a very possible outcome. Thankfully, this is all now history. My baby and I are both safe and happy and living well. We won the battle against that nasty placenta.
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