It's been 2 weeks since the Champions for Change Summit and I still miss the connections I have made and the energy from the small and intimate weekend. This was my 3rd time going and although I loved the first one for its boldness, newness (to me) and energy pulsing from the moms everywhere.....I loved this one for its' low key and small group. I felt like I spoke to every single participant there. I probably did. I met, shook hands, hugged and danced along to every single momma warrior present. That to me was precious and a memory I will take with me.
As far as takeaways, I am learning or trying to still learn to say yes to my fears of public speaking and trying new things. I will be speaking to a MOPS (mothers of preschooolers) group in December about my story. I will be sharing my story on video for the DSHS Hear her Texas campaign. Opportunities I didn't think were possible mostly because I didn't think anyone would listen to a story about a mom's journey on preeclampsia, pregnancy anxiety and postpartum depression.
But there are listeners.
And I share not just to those listening but to push for changes that I hope will come to be when my daughter becomes a mother. That to me is the legacy and inheritance I want to leave behind. I want better for her. Better resources, better care, a better health care system that treats and serves moms.
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In 2012, my daughter was born at 31 weeks due to Preeclampsia and spent 43 days in the NICU. When I found out I was pregnant again, I became anxious about history repeating itself. He was born at 34 weeks in 2016. I had another premature baby, another NICU stay, another preeclampsia diagnosis. This time, I added postpartum depression to my history.