It's been a very unsettling time. Quell surprise as they say but I can't spell. Having her in the NICU was tough, we were driving back and forth twice a day. Then getting her home was pretty traumatic for me. I am/was REALLY struggling with my hormones. It's been shown that bedrest mom's have higher "incidencies" (??) of postpartum depression so I was worried whether I was normal new mom stressed or becoming Brooke Shields. The jury is still out! BUT I seem to be evening out. Doug's fairly pissed. I think the whole taking care of me pre birth, coping with birth, and now STILL taking care of me now is irking to him. I on the other hand, am pretty f'n aggravated given that I didn't ASK to be on bedrest, I didn't ASK to be depressed and "taking care of me" is not exactly my fault. Argh, as they also say.
I can see why the first two years of a childs life usually is when parents get divorced. Or murdered. Oh darn, now that I wrote that, do you have to testify in court??
SO - She's only been home since Tuesday and today is my first day "at home" alone. Still trying to catch up with all the stuff that we werent able to do while on bedrest. Safety mirrors for the car, etc.She's a good little girl though and very patient with us. phew!
Right now we are on a visitor "ban". She, although healthy, is still a preemie and needs to sleep flat about 16 hours a day with minimal stimulation (including us overholding). It's helping her grow and she's still perfecting her breathing, swallowing, etc. Essentially we wont be visiting out or in until after her "natural" birthday which is June 8.
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