I'll try to keep it brief but it is a long story so apologies.
5 years ago my first DC was born, full term, no issues. All fine for the first few hours. They then started doing some odd things. They were then taken from me whilst I physically couldn't move & put it to ICU. We stayed in hospital for over 2 weeks until they were allowed home. Result was they suffered a brain injury. Prognosis was 'wait & see' & as my first experience at motherhood & being an anxious person anyway this really really affected me, constantly on edge, watching milestones like a hawk, constantly in fear of DC having recurrent seizures, etc.
Fast forward 3 years & some therapy, we decided to have DC no 2. This time, planned C section, all staff aware of my past, etc.
Baby born safely, went home. Several days later I knew they weren't right. I was also poorly. Went back in to hospital, to be told they had jaundice, not to worry, but I knew it was more. Essentially stayed in hospital that night, then he stopped breathing. I was in my own but I remember the alarm sounding out throughout the whole corridor & the RESUS trolley thundering down it. Long story short it was very scary. Talks of SEPSIS, transferring to a different hospital, etc. It was honestly just awful & brought it all back from the first time.
I was still poorly & whilst baby was in ICU I was then taken for scans. I needed an emergency op as my bowel had herniated in one of the internal stitches from my C section.
Anyway here we are 1.5 years later. All healthy, all ok, can't believe my luck to have 2 happy, 'on track' kids despite their starts.
Thing is I think about it all daily. It makes me sad, angry, scared. Scared when they get ill. Scared of the inevitable, death. I did have some talking therapy after DC 2. I feel I can no longer talk about it with friends & family as I try to keep the stance of 'we are here & healthy & we are lucky', etc. I feel people are bored of hearing about it & I don't blame them, I feel stuck. I feel in a way I just still & maybe never will be able to believe what I went through with both kids, especially with DC 2, after all the planning which went in to try to make it a completely different experience from DC 1.
My kids are my absolute world & I want to be better for them, I'm just not sure how to do it. I've always been anxious, & I often think about life & the passage of time, but I think these experiences have heightened them hugely. Any advice massively appreciated.
Congrats if you got this far. X