I don't know how early I was - but I did arrive on my mother's birthday . Both of us nearly died from the experience. As it was I was pulled out with forceps, feet first. The forceps slipped and damaged my left eyelid. I spent my first few weeks of life in an incubator. All 3 lbs. 8 oz. of me. The eyes took four surgeries spaced out over 13 years to correct. I'm still petite and you'd never know there was ever anything wrong with my eyes, at least physically. My vision (or increasing lack thereof) is another thing