Megan Schulte

Premmie Marathon Challenge 2021

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Well we have started our 42km journey. I'm definitely entering this journey with minimal fitness but just keep reminding myself that any pain I feel is VERY minor compared to what Matilda and so many other babies have been through. 
THANKYOU to everyone who has already donated. I am completely shocked that I have already reached our goal. SO happy that the funds we're raising are going to some amazing places. 
Megan & Matilda 

Orignial Blog Post- Our NICU Journey so Far.

Our NICCU journey, like so many, has been a long, hard and tough road. I want to begin by saying this piece of writing is not to get sympathy or to scare people; it’s purely just to share our story.

Throughout this crazy journey we’ve learned a lot of things; however most importantly we’ve learned how easy it is to lose perspective of things that matter in life... This isn’t something we do on purpose, it’s almost by default. The last 80 days have changed us! Our lives prior to our beautiful girl had consumed us - and now they seem so trivial. Throughout this journey: the health of Matilda has been entirely compromised and we have felt helpless; everything that has happened during these tough times has been out of our control; and we’ve reached levels of desperation we never thought we could. We’ve felt broken, scared. Even though it shouldn't take trauma to stop us getting caught up in the everyday stresses of life, it sets in even more that nothing else in life matters except those around us... Our loved ones and their well-being.

Our time in NICU began 2 weeks after I was flown and admitted into The Mater, Brisbane, with severe pre-eclampsia which progressed into HELLP syndrome. I met my new Obstetrician - who would eventually be the one to deliver my baby and be the first of many people I consider hero’s. I couldn’t recommend her enough. To me she literally made the call to save Matildaa life. Each day was a whirlwind; yet still filled with so much waiting around. My mum and Jake, my husband, grew new bonds that I never thought they could. They would fill the days with board games, facetimimg my nephew and sister, movies and cards. After waiting those two weeks, Matilda and I couldn’t stay as one any longer. I had an emergency cesarean at 29+4 weeks. I remember this day so vividly; being so scared. I never imagined having a cesarean. Would I be okay? Would our baby be okay? Would I get to be awake for the procedure? One of my best friends arrived down to visit as a surprise, and sure enough was able to be there before the procedure. What a blessing this was for both Jake and I.

Time went so quickly and within 4 hours we had our gorgeous girl, weighing in at 1120g. I heard a cry, saw her briefly, and Jake was able to go with her to cut the cord; I wasn’t able to hold her, feel her and let her know I was there. She was soon taken upstairs to the Prem Med section and even though through all of this I was terrified, what I soon discovered was that this was to be the easy part and our journey at the Mater Mother’s Brisbane was only just beginning.

I admitted this quite early on: I was so naive. Walking in, experiencing those alarms and noises for the first time. Looking around feeling so new, while trying so hard to hold back the tears. I had no time to process things before I had researchers, lactation consultants, and specialist giving us information. The normal pressures of motherhood were hitting me in the face; along with everything else we were facing with it. I’ll never forget our first kangaroo cuddle and getting to feel her warm little body against mine. The look in Jakes eyes seeing her on me. I felt in that moment, that everything would be okay. Everyone kept telling us about the roller coaster of NICCU and the ‘honeymoon’ period we would experience. However unfortunately for us, we didn’t get that.

On day two of her life, Matilda had a pulmonary hemorrhage and was intubated. Matilda was on high frequency and in extremely high levels of oxygen for a long period of time. Over the first 2 weeks Matilda required copious amounts of suctioning. She was on more medication than I have ever taken in my life, had long lines, drips and was so fragile. In true Matilda style she would refuse to breath and would need to be manually pumped with the neo puff. These were the most frightening, yet relieving times; I knew our girl had fight and a hell of a lot of it. During those first few weeks she also had a large PDA that was not closing with medications; because of this her lungs were filled with blood and weren’t able to heal. In the gloomy future we knew a heart surgery was on the cards; after two and a half weeks we were told she would need the operation. This was the worst week of our lives. The same moment we were given this news, I told Matilda’s doctor that no matter what, I needed him to tell me what was happening through this whole journey; no matter how hard it would be to hear, I needed to know; and that he did. Matilda underwent the surgery and our little girl was sick. Words straight from the Doctors mouth, she was the sickest baby in NICU at that time. He had to prepare us for the worst; she might not have made it. There was not one limb of Matilda’s that didn’t have something attached to it and there were more alarms than ever.

We were in a new room, with new faces and new nurses. I felt so much guilt inside that Jake hadn’t held her yet, I had three times and he hadn’t. What if something were to happen to her and he never got to experience that. That day, I allowed myself to fall to rock bottom. I allowed myself to think the worst. Looking back I’m so glad I let myself do that; from rock bottom, you can only go up. Not only Jake and I, but our little fighter too!

That same day one of our favourite nurses from Prem Med visited and said to me; as long as we keep fighting, keep talking, keep reading, keep touching, she will keep fighting.

Out of a lot of the words I’ve heard in here, those were the ones I needed to hear the most. I knew that if she was still hanging on, we had to hang on too! In those next few days we found positives. The slightest positives to some; but we made sure we had found them. "Matilda stayed in 80% oxygen today, she had her morphine weaned by 1 mic today, she was allowed 5ml of milk today". Anything positive, we would find it. In those following days Matilda had a blood transfusion, concerns of NEC, somewhere along the road Matilda broke her humerus, secretions like never before, but my God, did our girl fight!

Matilda then went on a 10 day steroid course to hopefully help her lungs (neonatal lung disease) develop. Although the steroids could potentially have long term affects; the short term outweighed them immensely. Jake got to have his first cuddles with her, and I felt a weight lift. Even though time was slow, the days went fast. NICU soon became so familiar and the nurses were our saving graces. Of course like anything in life, we’ve had tough times. Not necessarily just with Matilda; but in trusting people with Matilda. There were nights I felt strange. But 98% of the time, I trusted these nurses more than anyone I ever have before; after all I’m trusting them with my daughters life. The amount of times people tell you, it’ll be okay and they are trained; it is so hard, let alone unnatural, leaving your baby in someone else’s hands, every single night. I have found friendships in nurses that may not be significant to them; but have honestly helped me get through some of the toughest moments. We’ve had one particular nurse, who wouldn‘t be much older than me who would always take time to chat to us. Even on days she wouldn’t have Matilda, she’d check on us and make sure we are okay. She pushed Jake and I to get in and do things and to gain confidence. I am so thankful for so many nurses, but this one in particular.

Around Christmas time was when my love for the nurses grew even stronger. They made this difficult time so much more bearable for all of us, and what we needed to remember these nurses weren’t home with their families but they made our day so special. My family surprised Matilda and I with a visit for Christmas. Matilda gave us all the best Christmas present of all and was extubated after 5 weeks and put onto CPAP. In the back of my mind I’ve had the constant fear that Matilda would end up back on the ventilator; it’s not me being negative, it’s legitimately me fearing for her. I knew if that happened, we were in trouble and it wasn’t going to be a good conversation to have, but I try to keep it in the back of my mind, knowing it still could but hoping for the best.

She was making some serious progress and went from CPAP to high flow and then to low flow. We were having exciting new experiences like first baths, weigh days and first nuzzles, although again in true Matilda style she wasn’t ready for plans to be made for her. She jumps between high flow and low flow and is great at showing us when she isn’t ready or is being pushed to far. She’s had an ENT scope down her nose which showed us she has severe reflux, Laryngomalacia and left vocal cord palsy. But like everything else, our girl will keep fighting.Matilda’s doctor became my saving grace. If he was not worried I felt myself ease the slightest. He always communicated issues and always explained his decisions. He made us feel that he genuinely cared for her. I won’t ever forget him and what he’s done for our family. During the time here we’ve seen people enter the room to visit their baby for the first time and explode into tears. this takes us right back to that time. We knew in those moments those people needed time. They didn’t need anyone telling them it was going to be okay. They needed to get through it on their own and in their own time, as we had.
Weeks kept passing by and Matilda was growing strong. We reached 50 days, reaching new weights, and celebrated with everyone in our NICU room. We helped others celebrate their milestones because we knew even the smallest of things to people on the outside of these doors, meant so much to the people inside.

And like anything in life, there is always a silver lining: I've had time to recover from surgery. Jake and I have got to know Matilda from watching and learning her cues. And finally growing closer than we ever thought we could to our families. The support they have given us has been amazing. 

As the prospect of going home started to be spoken about more, my anxiety grew. We knew we would be taking her home on oxygen and we would have a lot to watch out for. This situation is all I've known for motherhood. I’ve always had a monitor telling me she’s okay, I have had nurses to support me and family to help. I’ve been questioning myself whether people will understand that I won’t want visitors and I won’t want anyone touching her for the risks that may come with it; understanding the trauma that we’ve all had. I guess for that I just have to trust that everything will be okay, whilst we still have so far to go. 

Whilst our NICU journey isn’t over yet, it was time for me to reflect while I have the time, to see how far she’s come in these 70 days. We have grown so close to the nurses and found friendships with the people around us. If you haven’t seen yourself or someone else in this situation, you wouldn’t know the severity of it; it’s another world. A world I wouldn’t wish upon anyone. And in this place you need to remember, things could always be worse. 

Even in the tough days get up and fight. We can see clearly, the family and friends who mean the most to us and have helped us do just that and provided constant support. These family and friends that maybe don’t know how hard this is, but still check on us and support us in unbelievable ways. They’re the ones we’ll hold closest and won’t ever compromise. To the people who haven’t been there like we thought you would: we understand that you don’t know how hard this has been, and we hope you never will.

A quote to leave on, that has stuck with me about our little girl:

“It’s not the size of the person in the fight, it’s the size of the fight in the person.”

My God, Matilda, you have fought harder than most adults will in their entire life. You’re my world; don’t give up!


Fellow NICU Mumma Megan

Thank you to my Sponsors


Riley Neaton



Allira Corley

Megs. To quote one of the most beautiful people I know “Adore you as a friend and admire you as a mum” Still the number 1 role model for my Loo. I can only hope that as Matilda grows Charloo can be that for her. Big Love to all you Schulte’s 🤍🤍


Rhys & Heather


Rhys & Kelli Giles


Briony Campbell

This is amazing! What a great way to raise money and awareness for the hard work all the staff in the neonatal units do as well as all the little bubbas born before they’re meant to 💜 Go Megan! Xx


T, Josh, Dean & Britt

Super proud of you Megs. You are an incredible person and incredible Mum. Go get it 🏃🏽‍♀️


Lysandra Olsson

Blessed to know such a beautiful family! Great job Megs 🥰


Rebecca Poole


Ian And Amanda Batterham


Rosie And Jack Howard


Jackie Standing




It’s a great cause Megan, you have all done well 💖


Steven & Sonnya Schulte

Blessed are we to have such a Beautiful Caring Daughter in-Law and brave Mummy. You’ve come through such big hurdles that no doubt you’ll get through this too. Love you Meeg.


Brooke Shannen


Herbst Jessica


Naomi Buckley






A great cause!


Bridget & Olivia Dunning


Jvon Sylvia Ivo

We love you Matilda


Lauren And Rob Mcdonald

Amazing work from an amazing mum! X


Nan Cogill


Chapters By Jordie


Alex Davies


Kirbs, Ethan & Ted

So proud of Tilly, yourself and Jake


Megan Schulte


Mateelee, Matt & Mason

You go girl! We are all behind you x


Nadia Rybak

Legit worries me at the thought that at no point through pregnancy are you classified as safe!



“I was runnnnning” Go hard Megs!!!! Xx


Mikaela Mcmurdo


Melanie Corley

Super proud of you Megs!


Liz And Keith Shoecraft

Often think of you both and your big 2 year old. We'll have to catch up soon. Love the Shoecraft family xxxxxx


Chloe Ramsey





Lena Rose



Fantastic effort for a great cause.


Mylei Austin

Your killing it! Just like our girls did in the NICU 🤍


Carlie & Eion

Three of my favourite people. What a wonderful thing to do.


Aidan, Jala, Hadley & Myla ?


Tanya Cottam



Barb And Bob Howard


Ashley Wagner

Go Megan 🏃‍♀️! Lots of love x


Aimee Donges

Great work Megan! Matilda is lucky to have such an amazing Mum ❤️



Proud of you! Go mumma! Big love ❤️