As I mentioned in My Birth Journey Part 3: NICU, I never really processed my birth story.
I mean, how could I? I was a new mom focused on caring for a newborn. All of the hormones were keeping me on cloud nine and, anyways, it was “normal” for me to cry one minute and be happy the next. To fear my child’s death one moment, and kissing his perfect face the next. Again, hormones, right?
September 9, 2016
I’m FINALLY allowed to go down to the NICU but only once I prove to the nurse that I can stand on my own. GOOD GOD WHY DOES IT BURN?! No one ever prepared me for a c-section. It wasn’t an option. Now, my legs barely work and my incision burns like the fires of hell!
Allesanda received her Bachelors in Behavioral Science from the University of Louisiana at Lafayette in December 2013. She now lives in North Texas with her husband and children. As a doula and educator of infant sleep and eco-friendly living, she blogs about pregnancy, birth, postpartum, and parenting.