Guardians Of The Precious

‘We can confirm that you are finally able to take your baby home’. Woooohooooo! Amazing news, right? Well in reality my answer was somewhat mixed between Yes and No. Of course, I was overjoyed at the thought of taking our baby home and this was good news because it displayed that his condition was progressing. Yet I had anxiety about taking my baby home with this condition that I knew so little about. If you think back to my last post I spoke about finding the monitors at the hospitals scary at first but then they became a source of information. I now relied on them to tell me if there was anything wrong, so what would I do without them, how would I know if he wasn’t doing well and if something was going terribly wrong? Of course, the Doctors told me about any warning signs and what to look out for if he required to be submitted to hospital, but I was not satisfied. I took our baby home and it was soooooo nice being back in the comfort of my own home. Although, my thou

To all the Men reading this post, please do not stop reading when you see that the post is about a caesarean section (C-section). To those who have never had a C-section do not switch off. Whatever I mention will always be of some benefit to someone, better yet someone you might know. Even if you have not undergone a C-section yourself, it can still affect you in one way or another. Everyone's road to recovery after a C-section will vary in some way, shape or form, I decided to share my experience as it might help someone who is going through the same thing. Although each experience is individual, there are things that we will all experience. I personally found recovering from a C-section to be quite a horrific experience, I’m not too sure as to whether that is because of what I was going through with the baby or because it was physically so painful. It not only took a toll on the affected area but also my whole body and state of mind. The first time I attempte

Shocked, confused, overwhelmed and sick. These are a few of the range of emotions that can help to express how I felt when I received the news that there appeared to be a complication with my unborn child at 35 weeks of pregnancy. Due to a pre-existing medical condition I was recalled to have a extra scan. When compared to the other two scans, this one appeared to take forever. My husband and I were rather anxious as we saw scans as something of a formality and the thought of something being wrong did not even begin to enter our thoughts. The sonographer explained that she could see an abnormality in the baby's brain but was unsure as to what it was. She informed us that she would have to seek the thoughts and opinions of a consultant but that unfortunately they had all gone home for the night. At first it didn't really sink in and I didn't really take it seriously. The following day I was called to come back for another scan where I was told that the baby appeared to