Lately I’ve been thinking back to when I first saw my son. I met him twice before I really met him. Let me explain. My son was first introduced to me as they were rushing him to the NICU and they were putting me under, I don’t remember it at all. Luckily my husband was able to snap a couple of pictures when it happened. After they put me all back together, they wheeled the gurney into the NICU for me to see him. I was still coming off of the anesthesia and barely remember this. I do remember them trying to fit the gurney between all those precious boxes caring for little babies, but I don’t really remember seeing my son.
How do you cope? Life is so full of challenges and struggles every day and each person has their own way of processing. I am lucky to be surrounded by friends and family that get me and are there for me, but not everyone has that. This blog is part of my coping mechanism. Life sucks and sometimes you need to see it written plainly in front of you. Part of surviving each challenge is realizing that even though this part of life’s adventure sucks, not only does someone else have it worse but that this will not last forever. Continue reading