The internet is littered with blogs I started at a specific moment in my life, and abandoned once the moment passed.
Of course, just as I’ve moved into a bit of confidence with pregnancy, shit gets shaken up. My sister delivered beautiful and perfect baby Emma very quickly and easily this past Monday night. Emma, though, had her cord wrapped three times around her neck. So she inhaled a bunch of meconium, and is now fighting off a nasty infection. She’ll be fine blah blah but the reality is that my sister has been discharged without her. She and Josh now have to camp out in some crappy ‘mothers room’ if they have any hope of avoiding her being formula fed, which is very important to them. She’s in pain and scared and exhausted and my heart breaks for her. And now she isn’t even a patient, so no one there is taking care of her.
I am not taking this very well.
