Just lying in bed with babies sleeping -eventually and hubs snoring away. Been a tough few days as boys haven’t been well. Any preemie mum will tell you the fear they experience as soon as their child sneezes but I can confirm the fear is real.
Any new mother is frightened their precious bundle will become unwell but for a preemie mum this is magnified a thousand times
When babies are intubated (the breathing tube down their throat) for any length of time it can cause long term damage to their wee lungs resulting in chronic lung disease or CLD for short. This alone can make them very easy targets for the dreaded germs to come in and take hold. A simple cold can turn into a life or death situations for our little ones. Both of my boys came home on oxygen and have severe CLD. As per hospital protocol they had monthly RSV injections which is the main winter bug culprit for putting prem babies and as far as I can tell from my friends with full term babies into hospital. It can lead to the baby being intubated and unfortunately it can lead to the baby dying This is why you will find us prem mums freaking if a stranger touches our babies hands when out and about, it is also the reason we go into panic mode when our kids have the sniffles. – as a mum of twins. When we go out it does draw a lot of attention as people want to see the cute babies but I’m ashamed to admit that even though I have never stopped someone touching the boys hands or faces, I have wiped their hands and face as soon as the stranger leaves in case anything was passed over
This week has been one such week for me The boys started with sniffles then came the constant coughing I try to avoid the GP if at all necessary as it is usually viral and managed best at home. In saying that even when the infection isn’t coming from their chest it still sounds like it As their airways are still so small any collection of yucky stuff almost gargles In their throat So I have to be careful I’ve found motherhood to be full of constant juggling acts and this is one of them I took both boys on Friday and GP was very good and thoughly checked my boys over. However, on Friday night those coughs became worse and started sounding like a dog or seal barking. Amazing at 33 year old my first instinct was to phone my mum. I’m a nurse for goodness sake I should know this. Mum was quick to reassure me that I’m an adult not a child nurse plus it’s always different when it’s your own. So the thinking was it could be croup
So this weekend was a wash out. Poor hubs didn’t get to have a break from work as he was constantly busy with boys. Using the bogie sucker on their noses, giving them steamy baths and applying snuffle babe to ease congestion. Again it’s was a constant struggle of “OK should we go to out of hours now?” In case you are wondering why I wasn’t doing my bit it is because I have a fractured humorus and well to be frank I’m useless and can’t look after myself.
So the weekend is over in a flash and the feeling of nothing constructive being done haunts me.
As as long as my boys are ok that’s all that matters. So here is to a better healthier week.
Love and happiness
scottish twin preemie mamma