We were prepared verbally for her coming out of the anesthetic, but walking into recovery and seeing her on her side with oxygen on, nothing can actually prepare you for that... I almost lost it... My helpless little baby... She soon woke up, completely irrational and upset, probably the hardest part of the day... After a while she calmed down, and we spent a couple hours in recovery... It was such a relief to see her come back into her usual self, playing with toys, requesting a chai latte, just the little things that bring a smile to her face...
We got home and set her up in our room, didn't want to make her walk up the stairs, our bed is massive and I wanted to keep an eye on her... We all had a nap together, then got up and gave her loads of love - Mace too much, crawling on her and bumping her tummy a few times... She went to sleep in our bed, she has only ever spent the night in our bed once before, so she was pretty excited! When we got in we cuddled up and stayed that way just about all night... Every time I tried to turn over she would say 'come back mama?', so I didn't have the most sound sleep, yet it was a heart warming sleep, to know after a day like that she was okay, safe in her mamas arms...
Children can make us feel the most vulnerable and powerless, but they can also make us feel the most needed and loved...
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1 comment:
Aaawwwww bless her cotton socks. You were both very brave Mum! Wishing you a quick recovery with lots of cuddles. xxx Minilu n Mumu
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