Giving Birth to My Small-for-Gestational Age Daughter
Content Requirements - Narrative Writing
Write a first-person narrative essay about an event that impacted your life. Include the conflict and the resolution in your narrative and develop the story line appropriately to engage the reader. Remember, the most effective narratives follow a five-point development series (see below for a description of the five points).
Include the following parts to your paper. These points are also known as the five points of narrative writing.
Exposition / Prologue - This provides background and sets the stage for your narrative.
Rising Action - This develops the conflict of the narrative.
Climax or Turning Point - This is the highest point of intensity in your narrative.
Falling Action - This recounts events that happen after the climax of your narrative.
Resolution - This is different than a conclusion since it conveys how the conflict of the narrative was resolved.
In addition to the five-point development of your narrative, utilize key literary elements for communicating your narrative such as plot, setting, theme, and dynamic characterization.
One of the hardest parts of writing a narrative is conveying a character's actions and emotions without listing a series of facts. The character’s actions should demonstrate the underlying feelings and emotions of the situation.
My story
Baby born at 34 weeks gestation; weight - 2lbs 14.9oz, length - 15.5inches. She stayed in the NICU for 1 month
Giving Birth to my Small-for-Gestational Age Daughter- Narrative
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Giving Birth to my Small-for-Gestational Age Daughter
Nothing beats the love of a mother to her offspring. It is an internal connection that starts right after conception. Yes! I said it right; it starts right there. This brings me to a nostalgic memory of when I gave birth to my baby while she was small for gestational age. My baby was born when she was only thirty-four weeks, weighing 2lbs 14.9oz and 15.5 inches in length. She had to be admitted to the NICU for further check-ups and follow-up before she could be discharged. This was undoubtedly the most challenging part for me being a mother, as I had to learn to live momentarily with worry and despair over my baby's life and the overwhelming joy of seeing her tiny body and squeaking cries. My baby was fighting for her life in that small bed, yet I did not know what to feel. All I did was soak into my worry and hope she would be among the champions to be discharged from the NICU alive.
The hardest part came when my baby started showing signs of jaundice and asphyxia, a complexity doctors described as 'normal.' At that time, nothing felt normal at all. I was at my highest end of worry, not knowing how to react, respond, or live. I had lost myself to distress and was willing to give my life for my baby to see the next day's wake. At this point, I could not even carry out activities of daily living,