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The doctors told us that our daughter was not receiving enough oxygen. They suspected Intrauterine Growth Restriction (IUGR)—a condition that meant her life was already at risk inside the womb. There was no time to wait, no time to hope things might improve on their own. The decision was immediate and absolute: she had to be delivered right away to give her any chance of survival.
At just 28 weeks and 5 days, our daughter entered the world weighing only 680 grams. She was so small it was almost impossible to believe she was real. I saw her for the first time through the walls of an incubator, her fragile body wrapped in wires and tubes, machines breathing for her as she fought to stay alive. In that moment, fear and love collided in my chest. We named her Lin Mya Yii Thaw—a name chosen with hope, strength, and the belief that she would survive. From her very first breath, she showed us what it meant to fight.
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