So many many things have happened since we last spoke, I don't think I can effectively catch up. I have been delaying coming back here for a little while now, hoping that things would start becoming more clear to me emotionally. So far, no luck. Still shellshocked. Shall I get on with it then?
I think at least some of you know that after struggling with infertility, four months of bedrest, severe pre-eclampsia at the end, an emergency c-section, a week in the NICU and breastfeeding drama galore, my dear little Baby Bug was very unexpectedly diagnosed with a congenital heart defect that required open heart surgery within hours. Talk about a blow to the solar plexus. I still cannot begin to find the words to talk about what it was like to see my sweet boy cracked open from stem to stern with tubes and ports and lines inserted in, literally, every square inch of his tiny body.
I can't relive it any more than that today. I will leave you with the news that he is doing well now and should lead a normal life.
I'm sorry to cut and run, but I think that's all we can do right now.
I think at least some of you know that after struggling with infertility, four months of bedrest, severe pre-eclampsia at the end, an emergency c-section, a week in the NICU and breastfeeding drama galore, my dear little Baby Bug was very unexpectedly diagnosed with a congenital heart defect that required open heart surgery within hours. Talk about a blow to the solar plexus. I still cannot begin to find the words to talk about what it was like to see my sweet boy cracked open from stem to stern with tubes and ports and lines inserted in, literally, every square inch of his tiny body.
I can't relive it any more than that today. I will leave you with the news that he is doing well now and should lead a normal life.
I'm sorry to cut and run, but I think that's all we can do right now.
