On Friday, Cayde peed on me. For just a moment things felt normal-ish. The nurse and I scrambled to clean him (and me) up. I got to lift him up for the first time. He was light as a feather. (I have been able to change his diaper several times although we have not been able to hold him yet. Any small amount of contact feels like a blessing.)
I know this is not the story you are waiting to hear. It will come in bits and pieces.
2 comments:
I love hearing peed on stories. Keep them coming
Trisha, first off, the choice of CAYDE is a winner. I like that name and the similarities with WAYNE are sort of neat. Secondly, I hope you are all doing well. I know a lot of moms who have gone through similar experiences and although it's tough, things work out in very positive ways. I can't imagine how hard it is to not be able to hold the little guy, but I hope you can feel the comforting arms of our Heavenly Father embracing you...and Cayde. Take care.
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