How A Mother Defied The Odds For Her Newborn | #ImpactGuruSuccess

Dear Diary,

Several months have quickly flown by since I got to take my beautiful baby home from the hospital. She is an incredible force of nature, keeping the whole family entranced and wrapped around her tiny finger with her cute antics. 

I find it so surreal that she is finally with us, safe and sound. I stare at her for hours at a time, marvelling at her chubby cheeks and precious smile, remembering how tiny she was in the incubator covered in tubes. I still get flashes of fear that she will disappear if I look away even for a second. I stay up wondering, having nightmares about what could have happened, and how easily we could have lost her.

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After facing such tough times, if there is one thing I know best, it is resilience. My mind flashes back to the haunting words of the doctor that ring in my ears to this day – “This is your last chance to have a baby. You won’t be able to conceive after this.” Having suffered from two miscarriages within a year, these words rang like a death toll bell of all my hopes and dreams of becoming a mother.

So when I was due to have a baby for the third time, fear crept up in my heart and I became increasingly paranoid. My husband, an autorickshaw driver, pushed himself to the limit to ensure my perfect health during the pregnancy. Although our humble abode was filled with excitement for the coming baby, I could not keep my anxiety at bay.

Then, the day I was dreading finally came. I woke up to an unbearable pain in my womb, and I knew it was time. I was only seven months along in my pregnancy, so I knew something was terribly wrong. My husband rushed me to the hospital, where the doctors had to perform an emergency C-section surgery. 

Before I could even get a glimpse of my newborn, she was being whisked away by the nurse. Even from a glance, I could see that she was extremely tiny and fragile. My baby was finally in this world, but not in front of my eyes. 

It felt like I was living a nightmare. All of my worst fears were coming true.

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I was informed that my precious baby was dangerously underweight and had a lung infection, so she had to be put on a ventilator. I almost cried out in despair. I could not bear the thought of my newborn’s tiny pair of lungs struggling for every breath. It all happened so fast, I did not get an opportunity to even hold her in my arms.

When we finally got to visit her in the NICU, my heart shattered into a million pieces. Seeing my tiny baby hooked up to big machines was an experience I would not wish upon anyone. My baby was hanging on by a thread, fighting for her life right in front of my eyes. As my baby was still delicate and prone to infections, we were not allowed to be in the NICU for long. I still remember the countless 20 km-long journeys from our home to the hospital, which we took without any qualms just to catch a glimpse of our precious child.

A doctor informed us that although my baby’s condition was currently critical, she would be better with some additional weeks of treatment in the NICU. Looking at the exorbitant cost of the treatment brought our momentary relief to a standstill. Never did I imagine that it would come down to this. 

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I had suffered enough losses in my life; I did not wish to make my baby another one.

I decided to take the matter into my own hands. I, along with my husband, fought tooth and nail to gather funds for my baby’s treatment. From exhausting our life savings to borrowing money from our family and friends, we did it all. My husband, a rickshaw driver, worked relentlessly despite his injured leg, earning every penny he could, and I worked endless shifts as a babysitter. We were stretched to the bone and dangerously losing hope.

After weeks of this struggle, I heard about ImpactGuru at my babysitting job. I feel God was really smiling down upon me on that day. A kind ma’am explained all the details to me and how I could raise sufficient funds for my baby’s treatment. It is said that in times of adversity, this daring thing called hope is what keeps us alive.

Hence, I put my full faith in ImpactGuru and started a fundraiser on their website. Within just a few days, I began to see the difference as support poured in from kind people all over the world. I was overwhelmed with joy to see this power of community on display.

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We managed to raise a whopping amount of 2,33,682 rupees with the help of 170 kind donors!

If I could personally thank every single donor, I would. By helping save my baby’s life, in a way, they have saved me too.

Memories of tough times transform into joyful ones as I recall the day we were finally able to bring my baby back home after agonizing months of treatment. It is only with ImpactGuru’s support that I am now able to fulfill my long-awaited dream of being a doting mother.

My baby is completely healthy now! She weighs 3 kg and 800 grams and has speedily recovered. I am thankful to ImpactGuru for helping bring my baby back into my arms.

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We have been through so much in this family. I am incredibly grateful that I can now enjoy my baby’s childhood without any fear. 

I am so happy that we get to be a complete family again.

– Lalita Parmar

Lalita’s tale of resilience truly brought us to tears of sorrow, and then happiness. We are thankful to have played a role in her journey, and to have her be one of many such inspirational stories on our platform.

Thank you to our kind donor community for being a constant pillar of support. Lalita’s resilience is truly commendable!

[Note: This diary entry reflects Lalita’s sentiments, refined in collaboration with the author to convey her experience and emotions.]