I can't explain how many times people say to me so Connor is all done with surgery and all better?? I tell them NO the road ahead of us is long but we are here!!!
I think this explains to some that have not gone through what us heart moms have to give you a look and why sometime I look tired or angry, just don't want to talk and when I just need you to listen so I feel that I'm not losing my mind, soul and heart.
My life has changed for the better but still it's a trial and I'm not a saint.
What does it mean to be the parent of a child with a heart defect? It means going into your baby’s room a dozen times a night just to check to see if he’s still breathing. It means standing over the crib to watch the chest rise and fall and when you don’t see it move, you begin to panic and put your head down close to your baby’s face to try and hear him breathe. It means that when you don’t see the chest move and you don’t hear him breathing (because your own heart’s beating is drowning out any other sound in the room), you put your finger under the baby’s nose to feel the air on your finger – until you wake the baby and it stirs – and you’re thankful, so thankful that he’s still with you. It means feeling a huge sense of relief when he hears you and opens his eyes and smiles. It means saying a prayer of thanks for another day. It means measuring out his medication and panicking if he spits some of it out. How much did he spit out? One cc? Two or three? Then wondering if you should guesstimate how much more he should have and if you’d overmedicate him. It means checking his nail beds against your own to determine how blue he is today. It means asking your husband, your mother, or your sister, “Do his lips look blue to you?” It means snuggling him in an extra blanket for fear he won’t be warm enough. It means worrying that even a sniffle could cause an infection that could harm his heart. It means taking your baby to the doctor and worrying that he will catch something in the waiting room, so you walk back and forth in the corridor until the nurse calls his name and takes you straight back to the examination room. It means knowing that everyday is a blessing and a gift. It means knowing that you are the luckiest person in the world, just to be a parent. It means cherishing every moment, every breath with such intensity that you feel tears come to your eyes for no apparent reason. It means praying for a miracle to save your baby’s life. It means praying your marriage is strong enough to endure the hospitalizations, separations, and grief. It means praying for the will to live, even if your baby doesn’t. It means your own heart knows a pain, no parent should know. It means feeling weak, helpless, angry, and depressed because your child’s fate is out of your hands. It means feeling strong, determined, and brave because you know you have to be. It means your love knows new unlimited boundaries. It means your pride in your child’s accomplishments is unparalleled. It means your pain has taught you a deeper sense of compassion than you ever imagined. It means we are all united by the same feelings.
So next time I look beaten just hug me
14 just hits different
5 weeks ago
4 comments:
Amen Ivy Amen. Thank you for putting my feeling into words, you make me cry with joy to know I am not alone in this heart Mommy journey. All my love to you!
AMEN- its like you just wrote my very thoughts of the day. Even if most people don't understand us, we understand each other :)
I happened across your blog from another heart friends blog. Our little boys are about one year apart and both have some of the same special heart conditions. Your Connor it adorable. Maybe we can give each other help and support as we face the fontan about the same time. Best of luck and heart hugs, Joshua's mom (Sarah)
Your post brought tears to my eyes. I have been meaning to comment on something because I don't work at Primary's anymore :( , I hope you haven't had to go in there very much but I will miss seeing you guys. I am glad I can follow your blog, Connor is so big and cute he looks just like an angel as always!
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