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MARCH FOR BABIES!
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May 05, 2008 12:29pm (EST)
Our walk, er March was this past Saturday. After delivering the shirts this week, I relaxed a bit....yet was disappointed that our team goal wasn't going to be met.
Friday night Denise and James came into town and we had a wonderful time eating at an Italian place. Denise won London over with green, blue and purple toenail polish (yep, my husband is thrilled...he'll get over it...there has to be some guy in the NBA wearing it!) and Camden got her first kiss from Logan, Darcy's sweet son. While we all would have loved to hang out and chat all night, I had to be up early the next day. Camden also got a hug from James who she later told me, "was a nice boy". LOL!
Carissa and I arrived at our March site at 7:00 a.m. I was tickled to see I had my very own reserved parking spot, in honor of being the top walker in our chapter last year. I wasn't soo tickled when I stepped out of the car into 45 degree, partly cloudy, extremly windy weather. But hey, it wasn't raining!! We spent the next few hours setting up, hoping and praying that our Avenue of Angels (t-shirts with names of babies who did not survive) would stay put and not blow into the river.
My poor kids were dressed in 8 layers, hats, mittens, blankets, the works. For anyone who has a cold walk, may I suggest putting your kids in sleeping bags, in a burley and pushing it. Now why didn't I think of that for my kids?? Yep, it was cold! But once we hit mile 2 the trees sheltered us from the wind a bit and things calmed down.
We were honored to have so many people show up to walk with us, despite the weather. London's preschool teachers, the director and her entire family, friends, family, preschool families, it was great! A big surprise to me was handed in an envelop that I didn't open until I got home......a $500 check from London's former speech therapist. $500! It blew me away! Not only do I credit this gal for getting London through his speech delay, but now, two years later, she's still showing such support!
Master London walked or ran the almost the entire 3 miles....all while bundled up looking like the Pillsbury Doh boy! Camden was content in the jog stroller...but quickly realized her friend Emma from preschool was rolling beside her. The two held hands for half a mile, while us moms tried not to run the strollers into each other, it was so cute.
My poor sister, her husband and baby were all under the weather at home. We missed them......but honestly wouldn't have wanted a 7-month old out in that weather, even if they were all healthy.
It was a cold day, but one completly worth while. Many, many thanks to Denise and James for coming to the walk. Only one thing..........you guys snuck off before we got back! James, my dad really would love to meet you sometime!
Next year I imagine we'll drive down to Kansas City to walk with Denise and Kara's families. We should have done it this year....the minute we got home from walking London wanted to know when we could do it again!
As the donations continue to roll in, it looks like we'll meet our goal this year!
Shonda
Thanks to Jaclyn and Kara for texting me to see how things went!
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MOTHER'S DAY
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Apr 27, 2008 07:44pm (EST)
Mother's Day is just around the corner. For many of us, that stirs up old memories of the NICU. For others, it will be spent in the NICU. Please join us April 30 for a LIVE CHAT about Mother's Day (3pm ET, 2 CT, 1 MT, Noon Pacific).
My first Mother's Day was a spent in a fog. Tears, smiles, sadness and hope all just below the surface. The due date for our triplets was just a week away, yet they'd been born in early February. The medication that numbed my pain had also numbed my emotions. When it was gone, or rather, when I refused to take any more...all the feelings I'd buried began rising to the surface.
I remember driving myself to the NICU that day. My husband was already there, and I was only going for a short time. What we now realized was my first season of allergies, at the time was a scratchy throat and cough....neither of which should be in the NICU. The doctors said I could go in to visit London as long as I wore a mask covering my face, and I agreed to stay only 5-10 minutes.
When I left the house I was fine. Half a hour later when I arrived the tears were rolling down my face. My pain stemmed from emotional overload. Kai and Boston both passed away during the first two weeks in the NICU. London's last big surgery was a success and we knew he'd be home within a month or so. The thought of bringing home a baby with luxury items (monitors, oxygen, etc.) terrified me. Admitting I was scared only made me feel guilty. I should have been jumping for joy that one of our boys would actually be coming home.
But somewhere between home and the hospital, it hit me that I'd never spend Mother's Day with all my sons. I'd been so focused on London's care and issues, until that day arrived I didn't realize it would affect me so much. As I walked down the hall to the NICU, my father-in-law saw me coming, and crying. He immediatly asked what was wrong, why I was upset.
What was wrong? WHAT WAS WRONG?!
I felt like screaming the question, but instead walked right by him to the NICU and asked my husband and mother-in-law to leave me alone with my son. Looking back, I realize my poor FIL thought something had happened to London in the few minutes he'd stepped out of the NICU that day.
Mother's Day in the NICU was an extremly humbling experience. The nurses made the cutest little cards for us with our babies pictures, weight and number of days in the unit. For the most part, they tried to leave us alone too....just mommy and son spending time together.
So desperate to keep myself isolated from the outside world, I'd chosen not to set up a caring page that most hospitals offer. Heck, for the past three weeks London had been at the University (transferred over for surgeries) a mere 20 minutes from our home town, yet no one knew he (or we) were there. We chose not to tell anyone. Neither my husband or I were ready to talk about our experience with anyone outside of our immediate family.
No one knew what we were going through none of our friends had experienced a loss. Only one friend had experienced prematurity. I didn't want to talk about my feelings, my sick baby, or our losses. But oh how I would have loved to read other stories from mothers who had been there. Stories with similar situations, stories I could connect with, stories of hope....that is what I needed to hear. I needed SHARE, but it wasn't here yet.
This community has brought me such support, I can't even find the adequate words of thanks. This Mother's Day, I'll celebrate with my "babies" who are 5 and 3 1/2 years old. Oh how time flies, they are young only for a second.....then the spread their wings and fly.
Please join us April 30 for our Live Chat, weather it is your first Mother's Day or your fifth. The support and caring we offer one another is something to smile about.
Shonda
Below are London and Camden, ready and waiting to jump in the pool!
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I'M TIRED
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Apr 19, 2008 09:55am (EST)
Please excuse my absence at blogging the past few weeks. We've been busy with a host of things, and to be honest things have been going so well with the kids that I didn't have much to update.
I placed the order for our team March for Babies shirts yesterday. London and Camden's preschool is sponsoring the shirts (hopefully they'll cover the entire cost, we ordered around 60 shirts). The neat thing is the preschool's involvement doesn't stop there...the director and her family, two other teachers, and four preschool families will be walking with us. Yippie! Let's just hope it gets warmer in the next two weeks. And yes, I'll post the shirts once we have them back.
Well, just when you think things are fine.......they turn the other direction. I am lucky enough to be able to sleep in on Saturday mornings while my husband feeds and plays with the kids....they usually have a tea party too. This morning after rolling out of bed at 9:30 (yes, I enjoyed it!) I put my contacts in, made the bed, opened our curtains, then headed to London's room to open his shade. When I walked it I saw his quilt move, scared me half to death......it was London. He looked very tired. I asked him if he was still sleeping, he said yes and could I "please shut your shades so I can go back to sleep."
Camden usually gets up between 6:30 and 7, therefore walking him up. The smell of cinnamon rolls from the kitchen (London's favorite) should have had him up too. My husband told me London got up, ate, said he was tired and went back to bed. It is Noon and he's still sound asleep.
Well, "I'm tired" and sleeping all day happens only when London is coming down with something. Each time he gets sick we have one of two warning signs.....coughing (which means his lungs are irritated with something) or sleeping. Sleeping is often more scary because we never know what it will bring. At least with coughing we wip out the Albuterol and steroids if necessary. Don't get me wrong, being lethargic doesn't bother him like coughing fits do......but if often takes 24 hours until we know what we're dealing with.
Poor kid, he's been looking forward to "our walk" for two months, hopefully this will blow over as fast as it came.
Shonda
The picture is from last week when we had a 75 degree day.
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"SPECIAL TIME"
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Mar 27, 2008 10:11pm (EST)
My parents love to have the kids for long weekend, especially one at a time. After driving halfway to Nana's today, and exchanging Camden, I headed over to my sisters to pick up London. Knowing he wouldn't be nuts about driving an hour, seeing Nana for a second then watching her drive off with Camden.....then driving an hour back to our house, I decided to let him play at my sisters.
The moment I walked in his latest "face" shot my way (see picture below) and he announced, "I do not want to go home, I'm staying here." This was funny because he was sitting at the table just inches away from his cousin Tatum (now 6 months) and doing just fine. There was a period where I wasn't sure he'd ever warm up to her.....thankfully he's changed his tune.
London was eagerly eating a Happy Meal Uncle Nate picked up for him, and revelling in the attention Aunt JJ bestowed on him. He was like a kid in a candy store. After dinner and dessert (yep, the Girl Scout cookies have arrived) I thought we'd go home. Nope, he wanted to "help" give Tatum a bath. He carried her soap and lotions into the bathroom, helped wash her off by squirting water from a toy frog on her, then made sure I knew he dried his hands and "did not get my sleeves wet." After a bit of fussing, I bribed him to come back home....fifiteen minutes later he was sound asleep in bed.
London is fully aware that while his sister is away, he gets "Special Time" all to himself...no matter where he goes, he's the star of the show....and he loves it.
Tomorrow (or should I say today?) he and I will be baking a cake "right after breakfast" then "writing letters" before I coax him into the tub for a "swim". Today he announced that he no longer needed baths "ever" so this feat should be interesting. Despite the icky, icky weather we are having, I hope to take him to the new Dr. Seuss movie in the afternoon. He is so excited and made sure I knew that "popcorn is really good at the movies".
I adore my kids, and occasionally having just for over the weekend is fun because they truly eat up the special one-on-one time they get.........no matter what we are doing. By the end of the day, I'm sure London will have plans for the entire weekend....and quite frankly I'm happy to treat him to his hearts desire. After three weeks of him being sick, it is so rewarding to see him back to normal again.
Shonda
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CHEST SCANS, PERSCRIPTIONS AND TEARS
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Mar 17, 2008 03:15pm (EST)
Friday morning Nana and PaPaw picked up London for a five day visit. Despite being on day 5 of steroids, his cough (that has lingered since his croup two weeks ago) was still there. No fever, wheezing or labored breathing....just the cough. London's favorite place in the world is Nana's house, to keep him home would have broken his heart. It's fair to say no one else in the world is as careful with germs or exposure than my mom, who is also a nurse.....so we felt fine letting him go.
By Sunday night, he'd gotten worse and we decided his trip would have to be cut short so he could return to the doctor. Today is day eight on steroids and albuterol, yet the cough is very persistent, hard to stop and quite frankly London looks like he feels awful.
After a set of chest scans to be sure pneumonia hadn't crept in, we were told to keep him on his current meds for three more days, and a 10-day dose of augmentin was added to the list....in the case there is an underlying infection lingering. If things are not much improved at the end of this regiment, or if he gets worse....we've been told we may need to see a specialist.
Poor London was beside himself that he not only had to come home and go to the doctor, but that Nana and PaPaw had to return home. Seriously, he'd be on cloud nine if he could spend the majority of his time there...the bond those three have is so strong. After a three-hour nap, full of coughing fits, he is now up and watching a Backyardigans video, asking for Nana, and saying the augmentin "tastes bad". Bless his heart, his tears...probably due to the roids...have subsided for a bit.
On top of that........This morning before he returned home, I woke up in a panic. My torso felt like it was in a vice, tightened too far. No matter how I tried to reposition myself, the pain was intense. After several doses of IBU, and once London was home from the doctor, I went to the doctor.......and ended up having my own set of chest scans. Thankfully, my lungs just looked a little inflamed and with a week of an anti-inflammatory prescription I should be fine. And doubly thankful, I'm not contagious.
Tonight looks like it will be a long one. I'll likely be camping out in London's room holding him up in the recliner to reduce his coughing. Poor kid, I swear EVERY March he gets something......RSV, pneumonia, chest cold, something. A five year old child shouldn't have to go through this.
We'd planned on going to my parents for Easter Sundy...Camden and my niece Tatum have matching outfits (Camden is thrilled!) but we may not get there. Is it May yet???
Shonda
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VENTURING OUT!!
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Mar 12, 2008 08:44am (EST)
Its that time off year again! Spring is almost here! The snow is melting, the birds are chirping, the neighborhood dogs are being walked more.....and finally...the kids are starting to go outside to play. It is time to Venture Out!!
When our first "green light" summer came I was so excited to take London out.....and yet scared to death. Cold/flu/RSV season was over, but that didn't mean we wouldn't run into germs and sickies once we left the house. For all the support and information I had during RSV season.....I was ill prepared for Venturing Out on my own.
How do you feel comfortable heading to the park, going to a resteraunt or letting your child join in a playdate? What precautions can you take to help keep your kids healthy? Are some places better than others to visit? Are there certain times of the day to visit certain places? Of course!
Will people give you funny looks if you wipe down the swings at the playground with clorox wipes? Will they tell you "we already did that" when you clean a resteraunt table and high chair before your child sits down? Probably. Will someone get their feelings hurt at church when you don't let them shake your childs hand.......when the just sneezed into their own? Maybe.
My husband still laughs that I won't let him drink out of my glass. Poor James thought I'd share my ice cream with him. Once you've spent months in a NICU, seen what RSV, croup, infections and more can do to a child......you begin to rethink voluntarily swapping germs. Granted, I AM a germ-a-phob.
For a host of information and great tips to have a fun and healthy spring/summer, please join us today for our Venturing Out Live Chat at 3pm ET, 2 pm CT, 1 pm MT, Noon PT. Kate St.Clair (Kyle's mom) will be our guest speaker today. Trust me, if anyone has knowledge about venturing out, it is Kate!
See you this afternoon!
Shonda
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MARCH FOR BABIES - YES YOU CAN!
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Mar 04, 2008 02:48pm (EST)
The day we walked out of the NICU after being there 121 days, my head was full of questions. Why were we leaving with only one of our triplets? Why did our other sons lose their battles in the hospital due to complications from prematurity? Why should any parent have to watch their child struggle through such an uphill journey? What could I do to help? Was there anything one person, just one, could do to help?
There is indeed.
The first year I participated in WalkAmerica, our team consisted of 4 people. We each donated a little money at registration then joined the crowd. I was amazed at the number of people, the sizes of the family and corporate teams...and the unique t-shirts they had on. By the time we reached mile one marker, I already had thoughts on what to do for the next year, my mind was on a roll.
We were asked to be an Ambassador Family in 2006. I remember the day I got up to speak at our Walk Team Kick-Off. The room was packed, I was nervous....and alone. RSV season was in full swing so my husband stayed home with the kids. I was both surprised and overwhelmed that so many people had turned out to support the March of Dimes.....and these were only the team captains...they had crews of people recruited to help them raise money. I changed my normal speech and told the story from London's point of view. It wasn't until the very end, when a picture of him at age 3 was on the screen that I said, "What you don't see in that picture are his triplet brothers". If there was a dry eye in the house before, there certainly wasn't now.
Now everyone in the room knew exactly what they were raising money for, they knew who they were fighting for. They knew my sons lungs were helped with Surfactant...a discovery made through a March of Dimes research grant. A man approached me after my speech and said, "You made me cry today, thank you."
I learned very quickly that our tragedy could be someone else's triumph. As our story and your story spreads from person to person, we touch them on a level that opens their hearts....and their pocketbooks.
In 2006 our team grew to 13 people. We proudly sported our colorful team t-shirts. Our donations grew too, we brought in over $5,500. The kids joined us for the first time and we truly felt like our family, and friends, were making a difference. Our walk site in West Des Moines had swelled from previous years, registering record-setting walkers and pulling in more money than ever before. I smiled at the sets of multiples. Teared up at the kids in t-shirts with writing and pictures on them of just how small they were, of what they'd over come. It was a beautiful day as we walked by the river, very peaceful. We left that day, thinking we'd truly made a difference in the lives of others and the fight against prematurity.
You can imagine my delight when one of the neonatologists London had at the University of Iowa recieved one of the eight March of Dimes research grants that year. A man that had a hand in saving my son, was now given the opportunity to delve further into the prematurity epidemic...through funding that I had helped raise.
2007 proved to be our biggest Walk (it was Walk then) year. Our family held a fundraiser in the winter, marking the proceeds for our Walk fund. Thanks to fellow Share members, I learned how to use eBay and sold items to benefit our fund.
I was honored to co-chair our Family Teams Committee and thrilled to help come up with ideas to help our families feel more welcomed and needed. We asked each team captain to make a scrapbook page, which was then complied into a large book and set out at Walk. I cannot begin to tell you how many people stopped and flipped through it, cover to cover. People were amazed at just how many children in our community were born prematurely. Babies with birth defects and angels who lost their fight were also featured.
London's preschool was happy to help us raise money, and to have its teachers and some classmates walk with us.
In an effort to show the sheer number of babies affected, our walk site handed out balloons to the children. Blue for preemie boys, pink for preemie girls, yellow for birth defects, white for angels. As the walk began to move forward, it was neat to look back and see the all the balloons. One of the coolest things was to see the family members who came out to support the special children in their lives. There were so many proud faces in the crowd.
For the first year our location had a designated Family Teams area, which allowed them to meet each other, exchange stories and phone numbers. The DJ rocked all morning, the food was great, the bouncy-house, face painting and balloon sculptors were awesome. Okay, okay....Darcy, Carissa, Crystal and I all jumped in the bounce-house, but it was BEFORE the crowd arrived.
Last year we changed our name to reflect my blog. Team 2 Here, 2 In Heaven had 35 walkers (and two more walking in Austin, Texas!). We raised $7,300! I recently found out this placed me as the number one walker in our chapter, and the number two in the state. None of this would have been possible without the kind people who supported us.
Now back to the beginning.......can one person make a difference? Yes. Through family, friends, community and people all over the country, I've managed to raise over $15,000 in three years. People are so willing to give, to support you......but they need YOUR help and guidance in doing it. They need to hear YOUR story, they need to put a face, a name on what they are donating too.
A few years ago I wasn't sure the (less than) $100 our team donated would make a difference. But think of this: Every year 1,000,000 babies do not get lifesaving newborn screening tests. 500,000 are born prematurely, sadly not all of them will survive. 150,000 are born with birth defects...of those, 1 in 5 will not survive. Just think if every parent of those children raised $100 each year for March for Babies? Now just think if we raise even more...
This year I'm co-chairing our Family Teams Committee again and am excited to see new faces on board. Our Family Teams are truly inspiring, they more than tripled last year and brought hundreds of walkers with them!
I'm designing our March t-shirts as I speak (type). My "please, please, please donate" emails are going out again. My kiddos are asking "Mom, when can we walk? I mean March!" hehe.
Today I realize that by volunteering time in my local chapter, by forming a team and walking, by raising money....no matter how big or small......I AM making a difference. I know who I'm walking for:
Kai & London & Boston, Camden, Lily Grace, Braden, Logan, Philip, Leighton, Emerson, Phoenix, Isaac & Sullivan & Lorne, Kyle, Meek, Lesley, Gabby, Abby, Noel & Rebecka & Jarred & Jacob, Hannah & Rachel, Riley, Sam, Alex, Adrian, Ryan, Rileybug, Jack, Kate, Ansley & Taylor, Quinn, Gavin, Annabelle.......and many more here on Share.
The question isn't if you should walk....because you should, we all should. The question is who are you walking for?
Shonda
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"ARE YOU A NURSE?"
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Mar 01, 2008 11:41am (EST)
Yesterday afternoon Camden took a 2 hour nap...that rarely happens so I was excited.
London took a 3 hour nap.....that only happens right before he comes down with something. While I dreaded what it might be, I'm so thankful we have such a consistent warning sign. Right before bedtime his throat sounded a little phlemy, and he had a low fever but that was it.
He tossed and turned most of the night, despite doses of Tylenol and cups of water. This morning his temp was 103.6 and he produced that barky croup cough...my best guess anyway, he's never had it before.
At the weekend clinic I began to explain his symptoms to the nurse, asked to have his stats read and to have his file pulled up on the computer (regular peds aren't in over the weekend) so the doctor would see his history. The poor nurse kept nodding her head and finally said, "Ok, why don't you tell all of this to the doctor too."
When the doctor came in I explained that London had a rough night. While his breathing was labored and his respers were too fast, he wasn't retracting or wheezing. I offered my opinion of croup, said he couldn't be on any antihistamines due to all the scar tissue from his BPD, and also asked them to swab his throat since he complained it hurt.
While she examined him, she smiled and said, "Are you a nurse?"
"No, we just spent 127 days in the NICU with our kids." She got that 'I understand' look on her face and proceeded to check London out. What I didn't say, but thought, was 'that was just the beginning'.....our first three years were an eye-opener. At times I feel like I have should have honorary nursing, physical, occupational and speech therapies. Perhaps a minor in pharmacy.
Yep, London has croup. Poor kid, there he was in his PJs (still is) clinging on to me for dear life and begging not to have another shot. Thankfully decadron (steroid) is now oral instead of injected, though it tastes awful.
Once home he made a sad attempt at breakfast, but later got down a chocolate shake. He's been on the couch since then watching Cars. Just a little while ago he said, "I love you mommy, thank you for the medicine...but it did taste yucky."
I was happy to flip the calendar to March this morning, but will really be excited when April and May get here.
Shonda
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MARCH FOR BABIES - YES YOU CAN!
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Feb 25, 2008 09:57am (EST)
The spring London was two years old, Camden nearing one, I felt the need to give back to my community. Need isn't the right word, perhaps desire is more fitting. If there was a way I could help other families through the journey of prematurity, making their road smoother than ours had been, I certainly intended to try.
But where does one begin?
I stumbled upon information for Walk America on the March of Dimes site. Ironically, my mother was a pediatric/neonatal research nurse for years......I knew just how important the research teams are, and just as importantly, how greatly funding their work is needed.
The MOD website made things look easy, yet I drug my feet a little. How could I...just one person...make a difference. At the last minute, four of us decided to form a team. My dad, husband, brother-in-law and myself headed out to the Walk. We turned in our money, just donations from ourselves, then walked. We were amazed at the sizes of some family teams, the engery, the strollers and wagons holding kids. We left thinking the next year we'd get more involved...and definetly wanted to create a cool team t-shirt.
The following year we used the online fundraising tool. WOW! It was so easy! One email blast and all we had to do was sit back and watch the donations roll in. The support from friends, family and even strangers truly touched our heats. At walk I believe we had 12 people wearing t-shirts with a picture of the triplets (an artists hardwork on how they might look at age 3) bearing the line
What might have been... Down in Texas my wonderful aunt Linda raised money for us, and attended the Austin walk. She was amazed at the sheer number of people that turned out.
We were asked to be the ambassador family for our region of the state that year. I quickly realized by telling my story, by letting others see London and Camden's sweet faces...and hearing that two of our boys did not survive...we were really making a difference. Raising awareness and fundraising go hand-in-hand, no doubt about it.
The following year (last year) we stepped up our fundraising a bit by holding a silent auction. Hours of work went into securing a location, having local businesses donate items and setting up. Despite having over 100 items donated, the newspaper running a front page...and four page story...the turn out wasn't as big as I'd hoped. We raised $1,700 for our Walk fund, though I decided in the future I'd stick to using the online fundraising tool...its just so easy.
The teachers at London's preschool were happy to involve the kids, allowing us to send home letters to each student. Our turn out at Walk humbled us. Thirty-three people comprised Team 2 Here, 2 in Heaven. Teachers, classmates, his speech language pathologist, family and friends walked along with us. Our team t-shirts were chocolate and orange........but the preemies in our group wore bright yellow shirts with black writing that said NICU Graduate.
Each year we've more than doubled our fundraising, something we could not do without our wonderful family and friends, friends of friends, and friends of friends of friends. Last week our new March for Babies flyer came in the mail. I opened it up, eager to see the new layout....but my eyes were drawn to the last page where the top fundraisers for the previous walk are listed. I was listed as the number one walker in our region of the state, and number two walker in the entire state.
Two years before, I wondered how one person could make a difference. A few days ago I understood. By telling our story, getting involved in my local MOD chapter, joining Share, fundraising......I AM making a difference. So can you.
This year Carissa (miraclemonster) and I are once again co-charing the Family Team Committee in our area. Last year we had a great turn out, hopefully this year will be too!
Please join us February 28, 3 pm EST/ 2 pm CST, for our Live Chat. We'll be discussing March for Babies.....how to use the OFT, recruiting walkers and growing your team, and how to get more involved in your local chapter.
Shonda
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