tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597049444703188759.post6991087005432531582..comments2022-01-07T00:45:38.408-08:00Comments on early bird- life, love, loss and nicu: am i the only one struggling to connect with my baby?wrensmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02418729490583166356noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597049444703188759.post-22768495068895601092009-09-12T06:01:38.173-07:002009-09-12T06:01:38.173-07:00that's one thing that i wish i could have had,...that's one thing that i wish i could have had, more moments to just cry or smile, or talk to her, or cuddle her... i always felt weird (being that we were in an open nicu) bearing my emotions so openly. sometimes i would just savor time behind the breastfeeding screen- then a nurse would stick her head in. :/<br /><br />tuesday night i "roomed in" with wren. i wrote her a letter as i was holding her in my arms... reclined, and comfortable for the very first time. when it hit me that we were alone... i just wept. everything seemed so real at that moment... and i wondered about the person she will be someday. and being the first night that i would take care of her all by myself... i wondered how good of a job i would do at raising her.. how she would turn out...wrensmommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02418729490583166356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597049444703188759.post-1550408125965435582009-09-10T14:47:45.856-07:002009-09-10T14:47:45.856-07:00Good post. And hey, I got quoted!
Reading Laura&...Good post. And hey, I got quoted! <br /><br />Reading Laura's post reminded me of the first time I was alone with Robbie. We'd been moved to the step down unit which had seperate rooms (they are all now private rooms, at that time, they were still opening everything, so we shared with one other baby.) <br /><br />Well, one day the nurse left and closed the door. All of a sudden Robbie and I were alone (well, another baby sleeping, but no other adults.) And I burst into tears. He was nearly 3 months old and it was the first time we'd EVER been alone. <br /><br />Preemie life is just effing weird.Joyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04150585209390355119noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597049444703188759.post-6911165073956020462009-09-07T07:02:57.481-07:002009-09-07T07:02:57.481-07:00All so very true. Just reading this brings me bac...All so very true. Just reading this brings me back to every one of those weird surreal NICU moments. The tears I shed because I was reading to my babies for the very first time, and each time after that, with someone else in the room like a NICU nurse watching over me. Even when I was alone with them I never felt like I was with my children, just visiting some sick kids. It wasn't until they were home and it was all me and my DH that it really felt real. It took a very, very long time to bond with the boys.Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06785482241331351560noreply@blogger.com