Ahhh.... finally enough time to myself to journal about not having
personal time... ;) (I've written plenty of journals in Thankfully things of late have been much *less exciting* than when
he first arrived. I am busy and tired all the time, often frustrated
by hospital related things, and often resultantly moody, but managing
okay. Hopefully we will be progressing to a more normal version of
busy and tired all the time with the baby actually at home some time
soon ;) Although the books warn that even when he's home, he's still
a preemie, and will still have additional needs.
And of course, having a newborn at home isn't easy to begin with.
Patri and I went to a talk by a preemie mom of twins. Patri pointed
out that the one time she got emotional was when she spoke about her
feelings on bringing the kids home: she'd been thinking all along
that she'd just be so happy to have her kids home that she'd never
complain about anything, so it made it extra hard for her when they
were home and she was still really worn and stressed and not doing so
much relaxing and feeling grateful.
I can't say that I entirely regret the situation, although I
certainly would not enter into it knowingly. Its a crazy new chapter
of life, which contrasts nicely with the rest of my life as I like ;)
I've always wanted to test myself and see what I would do in a
very important and difficult situation. To have a glimpse of
death to get a different look at life. I would not have picked this
situation, and am especially sorry that Tovar has to go through it.
But it has been a very good growing experience for me, and bonding
for Patri and I.