So I realized that I always tell myself, "you journal, your blog is your journal" but i really only put news on there and I never just post when I'm feeling something or emotional--AND EMOTIONALLY I AM!!! After I've had Bauer, I feel like my eyes are a leaky faucet!! I seriously sobbed one night watching "16 and pregnant" on none other than MTV (don't judge me.) So last night I had a SERIOUS breakdown-- I'm actually not sure I've cried that hard in my entire life.
Bauer had a hard day yesterday. He seemed to be in a lot of pain from him "procedure" on Monday, and he's also been having tummy problems because he REFUSES to burp! I know they have good days and bad days, but instead of his usual fussing, he was getting full on mad- real tears and all. He kept holding his breath-- almost turning purple which really freaked me out since that's what got him in the NICU in the first place! Later in the day, I made a trip out to Target to grab a few things and I just felt like maybe we should put his oxygen in. I didn't know if the the oxygen out was contributing to him holding his breath and being so unhappy since he had lots of reasons to be upset, but I really didn't want to take any chances so we went ahead and put it back in when I got home. It was really hard for me-- I was so excited for the progress then it felt like we were taking a giant step backwards even though it was just 1/32 of a liter of oxygen!
I went back in his room to feed him and I was just filled with so many emotions I started bawling. I think I started crying so hard I was holding my breath too!! I did pretty good holding myself together through the rollercoaster of emotions these past 3 1/2 weeks-- but last night I didn't know what I felt. I was sad, I was angry, I was frustrated, but mostly my heart just aches for my little man. As his mom, and a mom with some known risks, I couldn't help but feel somewhat responsible for the pain and suffering he's had to go through and continues to endure. I told Andrew that surely he doesn't need to learn anything from this, so I wish I could hurry up and learn what I need to so he can be spared any more discomfort! I didn't want to let him go, I just held him tight and let the tears flow freely-- He's such a trooper. If I had half the strength he had, I may have not been sobbing in the back room!
Tonight we really are going to do that SAT O2 study to see if he really does need the oxygen so that will answer some questions. Anyway-- if you made it all the way through that I applaud you-- if you didn't, i don't blame you. But I do feel better!
(note: this was WAY too long to edit, please excuse the many sentences that may not make sense!)
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