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Days spent longing for the words.
You're going home, the words anyone on #NICU long to hear.
Once the adrenaline and emotion of loading up your baby in the car and getting them through the front door ebbs away, it hits you like a lorry.
The worry. The responsibility. The fear they have got it wrong you shouldn't be here, you should be back where they can be monitored. He surely needs medication? The machines ring in your ears as you close your eyes. You can still smell the disinfectant and hand sanitizer from the ward. You are home but you are still very much on that NICU Ward. This is a small snippet of a #guestblog I wrote for @honestly_mum on her blog to mark #nicuawarenessweek link is below; https://www.kathrynstimpson.com/thebusyparent/confessionsofanicumum Please do share/like/ tag a #nicuparent or someone who may need some #tips on #transitioning from #nicu to #home. . . . . #nicuawarenessmonth #september #nicu #nhs #hospital #baby #birth #nicumum #honestconfessions #parentlife #norwichblogger #norfolkblogger #mums #dads #norwich #parent #chd #TOF #neonatal #neonatalstroke |
We were back. April 22-28 2015, a year ago this weekend. In just two short weeks since we last went down to London. We had to go down the day before and check in and have another blood test. As all of the forms had been signed last time, we were out again within an hour or so. Back to the same family accommodation, in a different room and with a lot less luggage. Something felt different this time, although I didn't want to believe it was going ahead in the event it was cancelled again, deep down I knew it would be. The morning of the surgery I knew how I would feel as we had been through this all before. I didn't want to go out for a meal so we ate in the hotel room watching ch5 rubbish after Elijah went down in the travel cot. Its odd that through the whole pre admission, cancelled op and the actual operation I can remember what shit we watched on TV and what we ate for tea that night. One of those weird things that just sticks in your head. Sort of like when you remem...

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