A lot of Mums have asked me or told me I should start this blog. I’ve heard so many unique, beautiful but also horrific birthing stories while in hospital mine just feels normal. As I sit and write this brief introduction my sons are currently still in NICU its day 96 for them, and day 125 for me. Today they have their weekly eye test and today the prospect of more eye surgery for one of my boys looms over me. He really got knocked around last time.
And I am tired. Deeply to the bone tired. My nerves are completely shot. I’ve just spent the last 96 days with one horror after another thrown at my boys, brain bleeds, chronic lung disease, PDA’S (holes in their hearts) hernias, eye surgery, failed kidneys. You get the drift the list goes on and on and on. In a nutshell I’ve just spent the last 96 days screaming at the universe to let me boys live. I’m that kind of tired, and I know that there are parents out there who are far more tired, who’s children are on day 187 or more. This blog is for you. It’s for your tiny heroes. I hope you find comfort, even if it’s just to know that you are not alone. This blog is also for anyone who is just interested, for those people who followed my journey. I hope this raises some small awareness.
Please don’t read my blog if you are currently expecting a baby, I don’t want to freak you out. My story is NOT normal. May you enjoy a wonderful, normal stress free pregnancy and birth a chubby, healthy, full term baby. I truly wish this for you.
A word of warning I will lay it allllllllll out it could get quite confronting and if that’s the case, this might not be the blog for you