My name is Elizabeth, and I want to share what’s been happening in my life in hopes of finding some support. On December 20th, I welcomed my son Julian into the world at just 34 weeks because I developed preeclampsia with severe features. After his birth, I was placed on a magnesium drip for 24 hours and couldn’t see or hold him until it was safe. Things seemed to be going smoothly until the morning of December 27th, when I began to bleed heavily and had to call an ambulance. I was rushed to the University of Iowa, where doctors worked quickly to stabilize me. I received multiple blood transfusions and underwent a D&C to remove retained placenta, but the bleeding wouldn’t stop. My uterus wouldn’t contract, and despite every effort—including a Jada placement and emergency surgery—they were unable to save my uterus. I died twice in the operating room and was brought back. The experience was traumatic and life-changing, and I am still processing everything that happened. I received 12 units of blood, 4 cryo, and 4 plasma during this time. Right now, Julian is still in the NICU, and I am unable to work as I recover from surgery and the emotional toll of this ordeal. The bills are adding up, and it’s been hard to ask for help, but I know I can’t do this alone. Any support—whether it’s a donation or words of encouragement—means the world to me right now. Thank you for reading my story and for being here for me and Julian.