NICU stays

When I had my first, it was a little traumatic. I was about to 34 weeks pregnant when I went into labor. We went immediately to the doctor and they stopped my labor. 6 days later I gave birth. Baby 1 had to be in the NICU for 9 days. 

You never really recover from having your baby taken from you. She wasn't a micro premie. She also wasnt a small premie. She weighed 6lbs 11oz. 

I was able to hold her for maybe 5 minutes before she was whisked away. My husband went with her and I stayed back because of my epidural. I slept and didn't pump, which in hindsight was a mistake. I should've pumped as soon as they brought it to me. 

I was ok for the first two days until I was discharged. Then I broke and cried. I also had a headache from the epidural. I struggled to visit my baby due to stress and my headache. 

Now she is 3 years old. The trauma still feels like yesterday but I look at her and feel blessed. She is sweet, kind, and wonderful. She is also spicy, but cute. 

I have three children now. 3, 2, and 4mo. I adore my children. I love snuggling them and knowing they're safe with me. 

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