It’s Mummy Senior writing this tonight as Daddy Senior is gallivanting in Exeter with Woody Woodpecker – happy stag, Simon!
We are now half an hour into Sunday and I have only just finished cleaning having come home from the babies earlier than normal with the intention of getting the house cleaned up and ready for the (hopefully) imminent arrival home of our babies. About time I say, it was 20 weeks on Friday. When you think that it will be July in 20 weeks time it really illustrates how long it has been. Driving away and leaving your babies behind doesn’t get easier and the butterflies of excitement I get arriving at the hospital each day don’t diminish with time either. If anything all our emotions are heightened at the moment. I feel terrified that something will happen that will mean our discharge is put back again and of course the thought of having them at home without our ‘2nd family’ around is pretty daunting too!
Both babies have now done the car seat test, which is just sitting in the seat whilst their sats are monitored. Willow loved it and had a little grin on her face for most of the time but Stanley was less impressed and looked up at me like I’d gone mad. They both got a tick in the box for that test and Stanley was rewarded with yet more milk.
The babies had an injection of Synagis today. It is designed to prevent RSV which is a nasty cold virus which, should they catch it, would almost certainly see them back in hospital on some kind of breathing support, maybe even a ventilator. Not all babies receive this injection as it is incredibly expensive but due to their Chronic Lung Disease they meet the criteria. The thought of them getting an infection when they are home is scary as, due to their lowered immune system and poor lungs, they will find it hard to fight – as illustrated with their latest infection that saw them back in intensive care. I bought 5 bottles of alcohol gel today and have positioned it all round the house in preparation!
It’s now 12.50am, the tumble dryer has just finished and I have just turned off the radio. The quiet that I am now faced with is such an empty one if that makes sense. It’s funny but although we have been together for 11 years and lived just the two of us for most of that time, it has only been since the 24th September that the quiet is so empty. Something is missing around here and I think it’s about time they came home!
We are now half an hour into Sunday and I have only just finished cleaning having come home from the babies earlier than normal with the intention of getting the house cleaned up and ready for the (hopefully) imminent arrival home of our babies. About time I say, it was 20 weeks on Friday. When you think that it will be July in 20 weeks time it really illustrates how long it has been. Driving away and leaving your babies behind doesn’t get easier and the butterflies of excitement I get arriving at the hospital each day don’t diminish with time either. If anything all our emotions are heightened at the moment. I feel terrified that something will happen that will mean our discharge is put back again and of course the thought of having them at home without our ‘2nd family’ around is pretty daunting too!
Both babies have now done the car seat test, which is just sitting in the seat whilst their sats are monitored. Willow loved it and had a little grin on her face for most of the time but Stanley was less impressed and looked up at me like I’d gone mad. They both got a tick in the box for that test and Stanley was rewarded with yet more milk.
The babies had an injection of Synagis today. It is designed to prevent RSV which is a nasty cold virus which, should they catch it, would almost certainly see them back in hospital on some kind of breathing support, maybe even a ventilator. Not all babies receive this injection as it is incredibly expensive but due to their Chronic Lung Disease they meet the criteria. The thought of them getting an infection when they are home is scary as, due to their lowered immune system and poor lungs, they will find it hard to fight – as illustrated with their latest infection that saw them back in intensive care. I bought 5 bottles of alcohol gel today and have positioned it all round the house in preparation!
It’s now 12.50am, the tumble dryer has just finished and I have just turned off the radio. The quiet that I am now faced with is such an empty one if that makes sense. It’s funny but although we have been together for 11 years and lived just the two of us for most of that time, it has only been since the 24th September that the quiet is so empty. Something is missing around here and I think it’s about time they came home!
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