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Every day for 7 days

Dreams far away from the NICU
Every day for 7 days I walked past the mothers with their perfectly healthy babies and felt sick to my stomach. Why was this happening to us? I had to quickly learn about the day to day running of the NICU and spent 90% of my time there.

I walked through the ward with my head hung low with an empty car seat. I was going home without my baby.

The double doors, the constant hand sanitising, knowing what times the Doctors did their rounds all became second nature to me." This is taken from my blog which was featured on the brilliant @clemmie_telford #motherofalllists and one I wanted to reshare for #nicuawarenessmonth.

One of the most traumatic and hardest things I had to deal with whilst we were in #NICU was the separation from my baby just a few hours old.

https://motherofalllists.com/2017/12/01/guest-list-life-on-the-neonatal-intensive-care-unit/

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