…since our baby girl was born. I cannot believe she is a week old already. It seems like just yesterday I was rushed to the delivery room because I was going into premature labour!
Our little one has changed so much in seven days. She maintained her weight for a bit last week and then lost a bit. Now she’s gaining weight again. She was on phototherapy because she had a little bit of jaundice. She looks great and is really active. Her day nurse was gushing over her and saying how well she’s doing.
Everyone keeps telling me that I need to take care of myself before I can take care of the baby. Though I know this is true, I find it so hard to not be there with her all the time. I do take breaks. I pump, have lunch, chat with some of the other moms, sneak away into the “parents’ lounge” and try to rest for a few minutes. I just hate being away from my little girl.
I met a couple in the parents’ lounge who have twin preemies. They were born at 29 weeks gestation and are now 11 months old. They look PERFECT 🙂 They’re both doing great. It really gives me hope. The mom and dad chatted with me about what to expect, how difficult a roller coaster ride it is to have preemies…especially in the first few weeks. Their babies look great but are more like 7 month olds than 11 month olds. That is to be expected with preemies. Apparently by the time they are 2 years old they will have caught up with most “term” babies.
I also learned that our little one is not really 7 days old (since she was born 7 days ago). She is “29 weeks old corrected age”. That means since she was born at 28 weeks gestation, this would have been her 29th week. There is so much to digest right now. All the medical terminology and jargon kind of go way over my head and I find myself asking the doctors and nurses a million questions about my baby and how she’s doing.
I really do admire and respect single parents. It is a lot work physically and emotionally to be there for your child alone. Though I do have a husband, he is not with us right now and it makes things a bit harder for me to deal with over here. Having to talk to all the doctors alone and do everything here alone is really draining and stressful. I think part of me is still reeling from having just had the baby last week.
I did attend a “group night” for parents of preemies tonight. We watched a film called “To Have and Not to Hold”. It was about strategies and coping mechanisms for dealing with a preemie in the hospital. I bawled my eyes out because everything discussed really hit close to home. One of the coping strategies was to be able to talk to one’s spouse, hold them, visit the baby together…Ummmm, my hubby’s 6 hrs away!!! My tears had a domino effect since the room was filled with a whole bunch of hormonal postnatal moms of preemies. *sigh*
Anyway, enough about me. The baby is doing great. Happy One Weekaversary, Little One 🙂
Oh, and my husband is so funny. After we hung up from our one hour phone call (mostly me crying and telling him I wanted him to come to Toronto NOW because I really don’t feel like I can do this whole “hospital every day/learning about what to expect when having a preemie” on my own), he surprised me and called me again before bed. This time, he sang “I just called to say I love you” and then asked me “Honey, where do we keep the cooking oil?” LOL!!! *sigh* Too funny 🙂