Beginning a Journey

Hello Poppy Seed

My daughter,
Who not so long ago
Was a poppy seed to pollywog
That grew inside of me,
Is newly pregnant.

I imagine
The million moments of
Carrying, calming, feeding,
Adoring, worrying,
Astonishment
Holding on
And letting go

That are stored in her now
Like chromosomes on a gene,
Too intricate,
Too detailed
To map.

Already I recognize
The way she walks—
Protective,
The way she speaks
About other things
But is never unaware
Of the precious secret
She holds inside.

You are blessed,
Little poppy seed.
You will grow
In a nourishing womb.
You will be born into arms
That yearn for you,
Held close by a bond
Formed long ago.

In a lifetime of achievements
And failures
I am most proud
Of this beautiful mother/daughter
Who started as a poppy seed
Inside of me.

Maria Brady-Smith, October, 2009

Matt's size 11 wedding ring

This poem was written by my mom shortly after she found out I was pregnant with our daughter, Mya. (Hopefully she doesn't mind me posting it here :) ) My husband, Matt, and I were newly pregnant and read that, at that gestation, she was about the size of a poppy seed. Thus the inspiration for the poem and blog title. When I think about that stage in our lives, I think about how naive we were, and about all we had ahead of us that we didn't know was coming yet. Mya was born the following March and just 28 weeks 1 day, weighing 1 lb 10.8 oz. It's hard for people to imagine a baby that size, and it's hard for me to remember her at that size, but my husband's size 11 wedding ring fit over her arm, up to her shoulder. Now, at 2 years old, it barely fits over two of her fingers.

The first time I met Mya after she was born.

I wish I would have started blogging or journaling at the beginning of my pregnancy, or at the beginning of our NICU stay, but now, two years later, is the first time when I have felt that the whirlwind has died down enough to try it out. So here goes nothing. I am beginning at another beginning: the beginning of trying for baby number two. This is a whole new experience for us. When we decided to try for a baby the first time around, I had no known health issues, no complications, no reason to think everything wouldn't go smoothly. This time, I have a history of pre-eclampsia/HELLP Syndrome that cause Mya's early arrival, and have recently been diagnosed with two separate blood clotting disorder: homozygous MTHFR and Factor V Leiden Mutation. Research is emerging, but is seems that the Factor V is likely at least part of the reason for the HELLP Syndrome. Along with that information, my cycle is very irregular (meaning I don't ovulate very often) and I have an appointment with my doctor coming up soon to determine whether there is a separate reason for that. I have my theories, but I'll have to wait and see. So at this point, getting to the point of holding baby number two in my arms feels like a step by step process with lots of unknowns and each stage. Will it be difficult to get pregnant? Will I be able to carry a baby to term this time around? Will I end up on bed rest or be able to continue working during my pregnancy? I have no doubt that we'll get there, but I'm just not sure of the path God has in mind for us.  This blog is my documentation of our journey.