Ward Miles Scot was born in July of 2012, fragile and tiny at 26 weeks, three and a half months premature. Over the following 15 months, his dad, photographer and filmmaker Benjamin Scot chronicled his son’s progression from the frailty of 101 days in incubation to full health.
This reminded me of a true story I told a few years ago on my old blog. I am unable to link to it, but I feel it is worth retelling.
Donal weighed in at 2lbs which is just short of a Kilo. He was a very premature baby that his mother carried for less than six months. He had no hair, eyelashes, eyebrows or nails and his skin was porous. He was not expected to survive for very long so the Paediatrician suggested taking him home. His actual words were “He might as well die at home as in here!”
Donal’s homecoming was not as easy as it sounds. His father was sent to find a ‘small’ cot/crib which he did, and it was ready and waiting for the new occupant when he arrived with his ill mother and a nurse. The nurse lived with and became part of the family over the next six months, she was called ‘No-No’ by Donal’s two year-old brother, and the name stuck. To this day if you say the name ‘No-No’ to any of the family they know exactly who you mean.
The Paediatrician soon arrived and set to work.
He gave precise instructions about feeding and cleaning the baby. Donal was not to be washed or bathed in water! His skin was to be cleaned with olive oil and cotton wool.
Food was to be administered by medicine dropper, every hour on the hour!
He rigged up a large light bulb over the cot to provide extra heat for the premature baby and it was to remain on night and day. Being wintertime the temperature was quite low. A fire was lit in the bedroom and kept going day and night.
Each day was a milestone, but there were many, when they fought to keep the baby alive. The Paediatrician was a regular caller and was delighted with any little improvement.
The danger stage eventually passed and Donal was introduced to bottle feeding and began to put on a little weight. The first size baby clothes fitted and slowly the pleasure of washing and bath-time became part of the daily routine. The light was removed from over the cot, but Donal slept in it for a full year.
With Donal’s move to a normal sized baby cot the little one was cleaned, covered and stored in the loft. It was used again with pride for the arrival of each of his four younger siblings.
The little cot appeared for the first time 62 years ago. There were no incubators, or ‘Baby Units’ in hospitals like we have today, the only clothes for premature babies were dolls clothes. Houses had no central heating and washing was all done by hand. Nappies were rinsed, then boiled and when washing was complete they were line dried. The feeding bottles were sterilised by boiling. A baby was hard work back then!
The little cot moved through the family for the arrival of each new baby. Cousins, nieces and nephews all started their lives in it. I spent my early months in it as did Elly. For Donal the most precious moment was the day he placed his own daughter in the little cot. Now once again the cot is stored away and who knows, someday Donal might be blessed with a grandchild to sleep in that very special Cot.
The post above was written on October 29, 2007 – six years ago. Since then Donal has been blessed with two granddaughters the latest one born a couple of months ago, almost a world away in Sydney, Australia. The proud grandparents have just arrived home from a month singing, dancing round the room, and getting to know the latest arrival.
UPDATE: The video link above about Ward Miles Scot, a very premature baby seems to have been removed. Born at twenty six weeks, the tiny baby was almost invisible for tubes, drains, monitors and huge pads over his eyes so large they covered his face.
UPDATE 2: Barbara found a new link to the video and has added it in the comments below. Perhaps it is better there to show how different the treatment is for premature babies these days.
Donal had none of that. He clung on to life by a thread for so long, some said he lived for spite! BUT with tender loving care he made it through.
Be still my heart. The struggle for Donal to survive reawakens the “thanks” in Thanksgiving.
blessings ~ maxi
Maxi, the video link above seems to have been removed. The tiny baby was almost invisible for tubes, drains, monitors and huge pads over his eyes. Donal had none of that. He clung on to life by a thread for so long, but with tender and loving care he made it through.
Here is a new link to the video xxx:
Thanks Barbara, I’ll leave it here and put an update above. 😀
That is a grand story Grannymar and one that will resonate with many Indian homes even today as most of our population still lives in rural areas with little if any medical facilities available close by. Babies that survive such premature births under those conditions, thrive and become stalwarts and heroes in local communities.
Ramana, I am sure there are many places in the world where the babies have to struggle without the modern aids available in the West these days.
Seeing that clip makes all the difference to the story!
Yes, It was the video clip that reminded on Donal’s story.
I will never tire of hearing this story, I’m glad you have written it down so I don’t have to remember it for my grandchildren 🙂 Have I told you the names of my step children before? Donal, Fiona, Fergus & Damien! All I can say is that the single women in our family should take special care of Fergusses!! 😉
😆 I need to hear more about Fergus!
I love this retold tale, Granny! To LIFE!
Nancy, Maybe I should write a few more of these tales about the past.
A beautiful story. My Sean had a little tiny preemie baby daughter, she fit in his hand. Doing well now, smart as a whip, loves school, has CP so not into sports. A great kid.
Brighid, Those preemies may be slow to get going, but once they grow into their skin, they seem to whizz forward!
What a triumph.
It is wonderful that so so many aids are available these days to help premature babies, Donal, had to hang in there without that help.