A Mother's Journey: My Battle With Pre-eclampsia

It started with symptoms I though we're just "normal pregnancy issues "

*Headache that wouldn't go away

*Swelling in my hands and face

*Blurred vision and dizziness

*Feeling weak all the time

At first, I ignored them. I didn't realize they were early signs of something much more serious.

I went for a routine check-up, expecting everything to be fine. Instead, the doctors told me my blood pressure was dangerously high, and tests showed protein in my urine.

That’s when I first heard the word pre-eclampsia. My heart sank. I felt fear, confusion, and sadness all at once. What was supposed to be a joyful time turned into the scariest moment of my life.

After being diagnosed with pre-eclampsia, my pregnancy turned into a daily battle. What I thought would be simple checkups became endless tests, blood pressure monitoring, and medications. I was constantly worried about my baby’s heartbeat, growth, and safety inside my womb.

The complications grew heavier as time went by. I developed swelling, difficulty breathing, and unbearable headaches. Eventually, I faced the most terrifying moments of my life: pulmonary embolism, pneumonia, and even heart failure. There were days I thought I wouldn’t make it home to my family—or worse, that my baby wouldn’t survive with me.

But my battle was not mine alone. My baby was also fighting his own struggle. He was born premature and developed pneumonia, so tiny yet so strong. Just like me, he was connected to tubes and machines. Seeing him fight with such courage despite his fragile body gave me the strength to keep holding on. We were both warriors—mother and child—facing different battles, but sharing one purpose: to survive and finally be together.

Surviving pre-eclampsia and its complications taught me lessons I will carry for the rest of my life. I realized how fragile and precious life is—that every heartbeat, every breath, is a gift.

I also learned the importance of listening to my body and seeking medical help right away. Sometimes as mothers, we focus so much on our babies that we forget to take care of ourselves. But this journey reminded me that my health matters too, because my child needs a strong and healthy mother.

Most of all, I discovered the power of faith, prayer, and support from family. On the darkest days, when I was connected to tubes and machines, it was my faith and the love of my family that gave me strength to keep fighting.

Today, I share my story not to relive the pain, but to bring hope and awareness. If my journey can inspire even one mother to seek help early or find courage in her own struggle, then everything I went through has a greater purpose.

To every mother reading this, know that you are stronger than you think. The journey of pregnancy and motherhood is never the same for everyone—some paths are smooth, while others, like mine, are filled with struggles and pain. But no matter what, remember this: you are not alone.

Take care of yourself, listen to your body, and never be afraid to ask for help. Your health matters just as much as your baby’s. And even in the hardest days, never lose hope. The love you carry as a mother is powerful—it can give you the courage to fight battles you never thought you could survive.

Hold on to faith, lean on your family, and always believe that brighter days are ahead. Motherhood is not just about the challenges we face, but also about the strength we discover within ourselves.

My journey through pre-eclampsia, complications, and recovery was one of the hardest battles of my life. It tested my body, my spirit, and my faith in ways I never imagined. Yet, it also reminded me of the strength that lies within a mother’s heart.

I may carry scars and memories of tubes, pain, and fear, but I also carry gratitude—for another chance at life, for the gift of my child, and for the love that kept me alive. This experience has shaped me into a stronger, braver, and more compassionate mother.

My story is not just about survival—it is about hope, faith, and the unbreakable bond between a mother and her child.