I think I'm just writing to get it off my brain for a few minutes.
Baby is 5 months and was diagnosed with a very rare genetic disorder at two months old, after birth complications led to a prolonged NICU stay and identified some anomalies that ultimately led to them finding this issue. Yesterday they confirmed his prognosis was poor. We've pretty much buried our heads in the sand till now but yesterday was a real slap in the face from reality.
I just don't know how I'm meant to cope. I can't think about it, it's too big. My baby is, so far, doing so well. He does have epilepsy and some feeding difficulties but you wouldn't know there was anything wrong with him. He's home, he's so bright and happy. He's beautiful.
I don't know if he'll still be with me in 2 years, 1 year, or even 6 months. They know so little, they can tell me so little, there is only one other child documented with this condition.
I just feel broken. I don't know how I'm meant to carry on if I lose him.
Doctors keep telling me to enjoy my time with him... With such a huge spectre hanging over us, its almost impossible to feel the joy that we should, becuase it is absolutely tainted by heartache.
I just need someone to tell me it'll all be ok, but they can't.