We are only able to spend about three hours a day with C. When I am with him I want M, J, and D and when I am with them, I want him. I feel so torn. I am a mess no matter where I am. I am such a failure as a mother. I do not let M, J, and D see me cry, but I cry everyday with C. Steve just pats my arm and tells me he loves me. Turns out I married an angel.
I was looking forward to skin to skin with C, but he quickly overheated and became tachycardic (his heart was racing). I can hardly hold him after that because we are trying to get his body temperature to regulate. I feel like a horrible mother.
Steve, on the other hand, takes this in stride and just talks to him. C is captivated.
I was looking forward to skin to skin with C, but he quickly overheated and became tachycardic (his heart was racing). I can hardly hold him after that because we are trying to get his body temperature to regulate. I feel like a horrible mother.
Steve, on the other hand, takes this in stride and just talks to him. C is captivated.
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