Our little miracle -Xavier Manson

On September 13th I was air lifted to Dartmouth Hitchcock Medical Center for a parcel placenta abrubtion at 24 weeks pregnant. They checked me over and monitored our baby boy. The bleeding had stopped and they began the countdown to go home with our little man safely growing where he belongs. We made it to day 4 of 7 when things took a turn for the worse and fast. I started to bleed alot more than before and the pain was extreme. I started to decline but he was still strong and doing good. They made the call for an emergency. C section and had me in the OR ready to take out our 25 week old baby boy. It was the scariest hardest most heartbreaking day of my life. I just wanted him to be safe and healthy. On September 17th at 11:11AM our baby was brought into this world 3 months early weighing only 1 pound 10OZ. He is a fighter. He was brought to the NICU and was doing so good until an accident was made during his care witch then caused an infection in his blood and from that one mistake a domino effect began on top of already working hard to stay alive and do things a 25 week old baby wouldn't be doing. It has been the scariest time of our life and the most straining all around. We have 2 kids at home that need us and a baby in the NICU and no matter where you go you leave a part of you behind. Both an hour away with no car at the moment. It leaves you feeling guilty and helpless. It kills my pride in every way to reach out and ask for help and I wouldn't ask if we didn't need it. I can't cover any of our daily expenses or the kids. Its stressful enough without having to worry about how to get everything else. So I'm here asking for help .