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Things have been somewhat busy since my last post at the end of last year, and I have just not found the time to write anything for my blog.

As Jenson has gotten older he has taken up more and more of my time and coupled with me going back to work part time I just havent found the time to update my blog. I apologise to my readers that were once loyal and I will now try to update and keep you posted as Jenson progresses. I think my main reason for starting my blog again is due to the fact I recently saw an article about 3 baby boy triplets that were born at 24 weeks, and they ALL survived! An incredible story and simply amazing that they all survived, reading the story really made me well up and reminded me of just how lucky me and my husband are to have Jenson here today.

The charity Bliss hasnt been fair from my mind either, where I am working part time, they hold a dress down day once I month and staff can nominate a charity. I decided to nominate Bliss as I felt they had helped me with advice on caring for Jenson in the early days and I felt this was a very worthwhile cause to donate too. All the nominations get sent to all staff and then we all vote. And I was pleased to see that the majority of staff agreed with my nomination and last month our dress down day was in aid of Bliss.

So onto my little man, Jenson.

Jenson is now 18 months old! Can you believe it?! Time has just simply flown by and now I spend less time concerned with the fact that he was premature and more time chasing him round the house and telling him “NO”.

Development wise he has improved in leaps and bounds, Jenson started walking at the beginning od December last year and now runs round the house with Daddy chasing him. His intelligence just amazes me at the moment, he is learning things so quickly and picking things up so fast that it astounds me.

Jenson had his last related prematurity appointment a few weeks back, to do with his earring and Im pleased to say this came back all okay, in fact the nurse said to us that his behaviour was alot more advanced for a normal 18 month old! I dont think she realised how much this little bit of information pleased me, hearing a complete stranger telling my that my little boy is quite clever was brilliant.

As for potty training, well I think this is one thing that he will be a little behind on, he is showing no signs of wanting to do this yet so I think this is best left for a while yet.

And as for Jensons height, well he has certainly taken after his Daddy. According to the graph in his red book, Jenson will be the tallest out of 100 children! I can see future school uniform trousers are going to be a nightmare to buy!!

So that was just a little update on my little boy.


Today Jenson has decided that absolutely everything must go in his mouth! Including nannies fingers!

This week Jenson seems to be well and truely teething, every morning he has woken up with bright red rosy cheeks and his fingers shoved in his mouth. Nothing seems to escape Jensons mouth at the moment. Every toy he can lay his hands on goes straight towards his open mouth.

Now that Jenson has well and truely managed to get the hang of grabbing things this weeks he seems to be concentrating on it more, he is picking items up with more precision now and not by just pure luck. He seems to know what is in his hands now and follows it wherever his hand leads what ever is in it.

Another thing that Jenson has been up to today is making LOTS of noise. He seems to have found his voice and as a result is constantly making no end of unusual noises, he constantly thinks that you are talking to him and so chats back to you.

I do wonder what goes on in his little head sometimes 🙂


Before I knew it a week had passed since giving birth to Jenson, I felt it was a momentous occasion. My little boy had defied all odds and had survived his first week in this world, thanks to the help of the nurses and doctors who were looking after him.

Me and my husband were still trying to come to terms with the fact that we were now parents, for me especially it felt very surreal, all I kept thinking was “Im still meant to be pregnant!”. That first week the thoughts going through my head were not good.

I felt like I hadnt done my job properly, I was angry that my body had let me down, why couldnt I cope properly while pregnant, because of me my son was now fighting to stay alive, if I had just managed to keep him in he wouldnt be fighting now! Although it was a happy time I also felt pretty low. You cant help but blame yourself for what has happened, I felt like I hadnt done my job properly, that I was a failure.

And there was no reason for me going into labour early! The doctors didnt know why it had happened, I didnt know why it had happened! It was a complete mystery. This I think made me feel worse as I couldnt find an answer as to why Id gone into labour early, at least if there had been a cause for it then my mind would have been more at rest.

The thoughts I was having I had to just lock them away in a part of my brain, as it would not do any good for me to be down, I had to be strong for Jensons sake.

So this second week would be a big deal, as my husband was back at work and it would only be me going in to see Jenson during the day. I wouldnt have him there to ask questions and help with Cares, I guess that second week heralded the start of me being a proper mum, of having to do everything on my own in readiness for when Jenson eventually came home.

The agreed schedule was for me to go in to the hospital at 10:00am and 2:00pm with my husband going in for the evening shift at 6:00pm. The nurses would then do cares from 10:00pm and through the night.

That Monday I remember walking up the stairs to Neonatal by myself and saying to myself “Stop worrying Emma, everything will be fine, you can do this!”. Still I couldnt help my nerves from getting the best of me as I walked through the doors of Neonatal. By now the majority of the nurses were starting to recognise me, and as was normal routine they would update me on Jensons progress in the night, which by now was always good news. Jenson seemed to be carrying on fighting and was getting stronger by the day.

Already the amount of food he was taking at each feed had doubled since he had been born. The amount of milk that was being given to Jenson at each feed was determined by his weight, so for every little bit of weight Jenson put one the nurses would add an extra ml to the volume. The nurses explained to me that the reason for upping the milk so often was so that Jensons stomach would then expand gradually, so as Jensons stomach expanded the more milk he could drink and so in turn the more weight he would put on. So when Jenson was born he started on 15ml milk feeds and by the time he was into his second week he had already doubled this amount. At first when the volume was increased because it was more than what he was used to he would then bring some of it back up, but over the next few feeds during the day his stomach would get used to the new volume and Jenson would then keep more milk down. One of the issues Jenson had with the feeding tube through his nose was that he didnt like it much! Within the first week he had already gone through 3 feeding tubes, everytime he pulled it out I felt bad for him because having a new one put in wasnt pleasant for him. The first time the nurse had to put a new feeding tube in I asked if I could leave the room while they done it, it might sound strange to some of my readers, but I just couldnt deal with seeing Jenson in pain at that time, it would just break my heart. Over the next few days though I did manage to stay in the room with him which made me feel less guilty.

That second week the nurses talked about when we might be able to start bottle feeding Jenson, I was told that babies dont normally develop the “sucking reflex” until 34 weeks, and at the beginning of the second week they told me they didnt expect to try Jenson on bottles until he reached the 34 week mark. This news disappointed me slightly, waiting till Jenson was 34 weeks meant he would be in hospital longer, as the nurses had to make sure that he could finish a bottle for a few days before they would even consider him coming home.

That first day of the second week on my own with Jenson wasnt as bad as I anticipated. Cares took me less than 30mins now and I was gaining confidence in doing the basic things like changing Jensons nappy and cleaning his face and mouth. The only thing I wasnt too keen on was that because Jenson suffered really bad nappy rash, I mean it was red raw, of course when I changed him he really screamed and all I wanted to do was pick him up and cuddle him to reassure him that it would get better, which wouldnt have been an easy task due to all the wires that were connected to him!

Of course there were a few things I forgot to do that day, one of the pieces of equipment that was linked up to Jenson was one that monitored his breathing and had to be turned off whenever Jenson was lifted from his cot, if left on it made a REALLY loud beeping noise. And of course on that Monday I completely forgot about that one! The nurses came rushing in because of the beeping and all I could do was apologise profusely Id forgotten to turn it off! This was something that later on in Jensons stay would became quite a regularly thing for me and some of the other mums and dads that were there!

On that Monday Id also brought in some of our clothes for Jenson, the majority of which had been brought as presents from friends and families, this was something I was extremely grateful for. All the clothes that we had brought before Jensons arrival were all far too big! And thankfully the presents we had received from friends and family were premature clothes. Its not until you have a premature baby that you realise just how difficult it is to find clothes to fit your baby, the high street shops have very limited supplies or have none at all and of course with all my time being spent at the hospital I didnt have the time to look on the internet for clothes.

Even thought the staff on the NNU had said not to worry about clothes for Jenson as they had plenty on the ward, I still felt like I should use our own clothes for Jenson. Jenson was my little boy and I wanted him in clothes that had been brought for him, it just felt better. Dont get me wrong Im not a snob and if we hadnt had any other clothes for him then I would have carried on using the NNU clothes but with the borrowed clothes Jenson just didnt feel like my son, I felt like I needed to provide for Jenson and having him in clothes that we had brought in for him felt better.

So with Jenson all clean and in fresh clothes I finally sat down with him in my arms, just me and him. I felt so proud of Jenson and promised him that I would make sure Id be the best mummy in the world and take care of him for as long as he would let me. Swaddled up in blankets and with about 3 layers of clothing on he looked so fragile and breakable, at that moment I was just so very grateful for our lucky I was.

I was sat like that for over an hour, just staring at Jenson. The time went by so fast and before I knew it I had to leave, so with a great reluctance I placed Jenson back in his cot, made sure he was wrapped up and then stood there for another ten minutes saying goodbye! Without my husband there it was much harder to leave Jensons side, I just couldnt help thinking “one more minute wont hurt”. I had to remind myself that I would be back at NNU in two hours and would see Jenson again then!

I think the hardest thing about Jensons stay in hospital was that every time I visited him I knew that at some point I would have to leave. Having the willpower to walk away from him, even if it was only for a few hours, is one of the hardest things Ive had to do. Every time you walk away you wonder if your baby will still be okay the next time you are by their cot side.

To be continued….


Okay so whilst writing my last post Jenson has managed to do something and Im not quite sure how he has done it! lol

He is sat next to me in his bouncy chair with the toys hanging over him, somehow he has managed to take off one of the toys and is waving it about! Of course asking him is no good, all he is doing is just smiling and gurgling at me! lol

Very strange! 🙂

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Jensons first Christmas was a very enjoyable day. It was spent at home with just the three of us which is something of a rarity at Christmas, as in previous years all we seemed to do was go to everyones elses and Christmas just seemed to pass by in a rush and before we knew it it was all over, so this year we told everyone we would be staying at home.

So Christmas morning Jenson woke up at his usual time of 8:00am and we all wondered downstairs and found that Santa had come to visit!

Jenson had a stack of presents by the fireplace, but of course all he was interested in at that point was where his breakfast was! So I fed Jenson his milk (now 7ozs) and as a Christmas treat we thought we would try Jenson on his first solids, baby museli in fact. Now I know all the medical practicioners advise not to feed solids until 6 months and I know what we have done goes against everything but we felt that Jenson was ready for this, besides everything that Jenson has done since day one has always been one step ahead of what it has meant to be. And Im pleased to report that Jenson loved the museli and ate all of it!

After breakfast Jenson then went up for a nap (Christmas presents still yet to be unwrapped!), and me and my husband opened our presents to each other, once opened my husband then made us a lovely cooked breakfast, at which point just as we were about to sit down Jenson must have smelt the food and decided to wake up. Once breakfast was done we all went back into the living room and sat down with Jenson and started to unwrap his presents. Now the present unwrapping must have taken a good few hours what with Jenson getting bored of sitting down, then getting hungry again etc etc. But we eventually got them all unwrapped and we then spent the next hour playing with all the new toys.

As a Christmas present to us Jenson thought he would show us a few tricks!

Christmas Day Jenson properly giggled for the first time, this was something I have wanted him to do for a while but just didnt know when it would come, so at nearly 5 months old Jenson now has a very cheeky laugh which you cant help but giggle back at, which in turn makes him giggle even more!

Christmas was also when Jenson decided he had had enough of laying on his back all the time and thought he would show us how he can roll to one side, a sure sign that he will soon be on the move!! At the moment Jensons new trick is to lay on his play mat and dig in his feet and kick which in turn pushes him backwards! Dont think he quite has the idea of crawling right yet.

And lastly his trick that we are most proud of is the fact that he can now grab and hold things!! Since Jenson has learnt how to do this everything is going into his mouth, the new rabbit rattle he got from Nanny for Christmas is definately taking a good chewing at the moment!

Jenson turns 5 months old today and I am so pleased at the progress he seems to be making. I do not know if what he is doing is in line with other 5 month old babies, or if he is slightly behind on these things. Perhaps some of my readers could enlighten me?


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