Premmie babies are the most wonderous of babies
The Biplane Evermore - Irish Rovers
Way out in London Airport, in Hangar Number 4,
A lonely little biplane lived whose name was Evermore.
His working days were over; no more would he sail
Upon his wings above the clouds flying the Royal Mail.
Bye bye biplane
Once upon a sky plane
Bye bye
Hushabye
Lulla biplane
All the mighty jet planes would look down their nose.
They’d laugh and say, "Oh, I’m so glad that I’m not one of those!"
And Evermore would shake away the teardrops from his wings,
And dream of days when he again could do heroic things.
Bye bye biplane
Once upon a sky plane
Bye bye
Hushabye
Lulla biplane
Then one day the fog and rain had closed the airport down
And all the mighty jet planes were helpless on the ground
When a call came to the airport for a mercy flight
They could not wait - ‘twould be too late - someone must fly tonight!
They rolled the little biplane out to runway number 5
And though he looked so small and weak, he knew he could survive!
And as he rose into the storm the big jets hung their wings,
And hoped some day like Evermore to do heroic things.
Bye bye biplane
Once upon a sky plane
Bye bye
Hushabye
Lulla biplane
And so, my bitty bundle, I have spun a tale for you.
You must learn there’s nothing in this world that you can’t do.
Do not be discouraged by circumstance or size:
Remember Evermore and set your sights up in the skies.
Bye bye biplane
Once upon a sky plane
Bye bye
Hushabye
Lulla biplane
I was reading on another forum - Austprem, about how premmie children are often judged because they are small for their age. It got me thinking that premature babies are the most amazing creatures. They fight for their right to live from the moment they are born. They struggle and overcome many odds to be here and present in this world.
Ivy and Noah were so small and helpless at 30 weeks and in 18 short months they have thrived to
become active, smart, darling toddlers. Noah has weak lungs and Ivy has health issues too but they are happy, joyous beings who live their little lives to the fullest.
How can we dare judge premmie babies/children? How can we not include them because they are smaller or sicker than the other kids? I think we should take a good look at them. We can learn alot from these little fighters. Ivy and Noah taught me resillience and to never give up, no matter what.
The above posted song was also submitted on Austprem in response to the same thread and while I have never heard it before the words truly touched my heart and reminded me that from little things big things grow.
National Premmie Day is on the 12th of June.
While I may not go to any formal celebrations I will be hugging ALL my premmie children - Imogen and Madeline 35weekers, now 11years old (almost), Lily, 37 weeker,(technically not premmie these days but not quite full term either), now a big girl at 9 years and Ivy and Noah - my squidgy 30 weekers, now pushing past the 18 month mark, barrelling towards 2.
