Yes guys this is a thing….and I know it’s not limited to the NICU, but I found the NICU environment to heighten this feeling; a feeling of complete and utter isolation. But this isn’t just isolation it comes with its own odd spotlight that’s directed straight on you!!! The irony isn’t lost on me. I’m […]Read More Isolation when surrounded by people
Before I could hold Wren I could only have my hands on her. Imagine that…no matter how you came too be a mother…birth, surrogate, adoption…you cannot hold your baby. But the truth is, at first I didn’t want too. Before people jump in with how heartless that sounds, imagine seeing your child hooked up to […]Read More Fighting the good fight and the bad
The NICU is a weird place. It’s half hospital, half home. I can’t say I ever settled into NICU life…I know many mum’s who will say they did and they bonded well with their baby in NICU. For me, this wasn’t the case. I hated the NICU for maybe personal reasons…I have numerous chronic illnesses […]Read More What the fuck is a Braddy??
The day I woke up as a mum was meant to be the most overwhelmingly happy day. I was meant to feel pure joy, relief, maybe a little pain and definitely lots of anxiety over having a new born at home. There should be crying (from everyone), lots of comfort food and daddy should be […]Read More Where to begin…