Monday, December 3, 2012
Tough day mentally
I am exhausted physically and mentally. I am tired of watching my baby suffer. I am tired of leaving the hospital without Lincoln. I am tired of listening to the baby scream next door because his mother neglects him. I am tired of sitting in a dark, quiet room. I am tired of not seeing my boys. And for seven days now, I have felt helpless. Today, my baby boy is still not the baby I had to leave last week in the OR. I am sad, tired, overwhelmed, and ready to hold my baby where he looks at me with light in his eyes and knows his Momma. I know it is temporary, I know this too shall pass. But for now, I am so sad that my sweet boy has had to endure so much. And I am sad for us because unlike him, we will remember this hellish experience forever.