One Family's Experience with Hemangiomas By Christine Khelfa, OTR/L, CHT, Triplet Mom Originally printed in August 2004 My triplets were born on August 30th, 2002. I had a scheduled c-section at 35 weeks, 5 days. It was actually a very pleasant and miraculous experience. We were very fortunate that my daughter and two sons were born small, but exceedingly healthy. They came out crying and spent the first hour or so of their lives with my husband, my mom and myself before being taken to the NICU for a week. On the fifth day of his life, my son, Ali, developed what looked a red mark on his forehead. It was flat and very small and I thought he may have bumped it in the isolette or possibly an IV was inserted there (my son, Zak, had this type of IV). I noticed it before the nurses and they couldn't explain it. Each day it got a little redder and I started calling him my Little Gorbachev. It really was not a cause for concern, especially in the NICU. A few weeks later, it was a little bigger and redder. Ali also developed a few, very small, red areas around his neck. Our pediatrician told us these were stork bites. As these are purely cosmetic, it never bothered me until it began to raise off his skin. Thanks to programs on the Discovery Health channel, I had a feeling it was a strawberry hemangioma and knew what this indicated. My doctor then agreed and told me it would eventually go away on its own and it was nothing to worry about unless it opened up, was near his mouth, eye or nose, or if he had more than two of them (the other two little, red spots never elevated and were, in fact, stork bites). Apparently, if there are more than two external hemangiomas, there is a chance there are internal ones that can affect organ function. All this was fine with me because, at the time, I was more concerned about their feeding and growing and was also so sleep deprived, I couldn't dwell on it. The hemangioma on Ali's forehead continued to grow as he grew. It was about the size of a silver dollar and very noticeable. People would often ask about it. It scared my girlfriend's squeamish 5-year old so much, we had to put a hat on Ali before she would come in the same room (a bit extreme, I must say). When he was 3-months old, it looked like it would pop if it was touched and had several family members quite concerned. My mom would say things like, "What if one of the other babies accidentally hit it?" My brother said, "Is that thing gonna go away," and, to this day, one of the first things my grandmother asks when she sees the children is, "Is 'that birthmark' still there?" All this never really bothered me as much as I think the birthmark bothered them. I was, and still am, grateful for an otherwise healthy child. When Ali was 4-months old, the hemangioma opened up, or ulcerated. I became concerned about infection. At this point, we were referred to a specialist at Children's Hospital. Ali was given a steroid injection right into his forehead. For me, that was the hardest part of the entire ordeal, but it did seem to calm the hemangioma down and it closed back up. We were told that they would not surgically remove it because it was otherwise benign and it would eventually go away. The steroid would slow the growth down, but not remove it. We returned in another month or so for another steroid shot which really seemed to stop the growth altogether. At our last visit with the specialist, we were told everything looked good and to follow up in a few years as Ali might need a minor surgical procedure to remove any excess skin where the hemangioma once was and to correct any defects in his hairline, which is where it borders. Surgery on his hairline at the age of 5, not 45. How funny! At this point, Ali is almost two. The hemangioma has significantly flattened out and lightened in color. His hair also covers it. I forget it's there most of the time. It amazes me when I look back at pictures of him from last year because the hemangioma really was pretty bad. I think I always just kept things in perspective and knew that it would improve with time. It was out of my control and letting go made it a lot easier to deal with. I find that keeping the attitude of changing what I can and letting go of what I can't helps me get through most challenges I face in raising four small children.