Wow, both of them pre-term, that's bad. Do you know why it happened?
I was 2lbs - apparently they thought I was huge for 24 weeks.
My parents were living in Greece at the time and my mother had this terrible fear that something bad was going to happen to me, so she persuaded my dad to move to the UK because they have better hospitals in the UK and about a week after they moved here, I was born very premature.
I had trouble breathing and stopped breathing on several ocassions and had to be resusitated and this caused damage to my brain which means my legs don't work the way they are supposed to.
They let me go home at 3 months old because I weighed 5lbs then (they had a rule they would discharge baby once he or she reached 5lbs in weight). According to my mother I would gasp and stop breathing whilst I was feeding even after she took me home and she had to pat me on my back to get me to breathe again, in those days they didn't give her a monitor.
I walked about 2 miles today which is a long way for me. H has physical problems also so he just gets lazy and goes everywhere in the car, as a result dd's aren't used to it even though they are in perfect health.
