My twin girls will be a month old this week, they were born at 30+5 weeks and are currently on NICU. We've been lucky in that they haven't had any major medical problems (other than being born to soon) and it's looking like they will be home for Christmas.
So despite being in a relatively good situation, I am feeling utterly traumatised, guilty, sad and scared. I had a horrible pregnancy full of nausea, back-ache, severe rib pain and exhaustion followed by my first admission to hospital with contractions at 27 weeks. They were able to hold labour off and administer steroids on that visit but thus began the next three and a bit weeks of basically not being able to leave the house (as well as another admission at 28 weeks).
I ended up having an emergency c-section as I couldn't progress past 9.5cm (which I got to quickly and easily) and twin 1 was distressed and wedged really low in my pelvis. I lost a lot of blood during the section and twin 1 was born in a "very poor condition" (quoting doctor's notes here). It took them some time to bring her around before both were wheeled past me onto the NICU. The next day I then had a terrible upset stomach and was put on isolation, meaning I didn't get to see the babies again until nearly 48 hours after their birth.
I am really struggling to get back to normal again physically and feel constantly exhausted as well as having little interest in food. My stomach is still upset (waiting for some test results on this) and I'm still feeling quite a bit of pain around my scar (though I know that is entirely normal, 4 weeks post-op).
All of this combined with poor sleep and regular anxiety dreams means that I am starting to feel pretty awful. I feel like I have been totally robbed of the pregnancy, labour and first weeks with my babies that I wanted. Being discharged from hospital and going home without them was probably the worst day of my life and I can't help but feel that I am failing them somehow by only having enough energy to spend part of the day with them on NICU. Most days I can just about get myself there and have skin to skin and try breastfeeding before I feel totally exhausted and want to crawl home to bed. I am scared that we aren't developing the bond that we should be and regretful that we are not home and enjoying these first precious weeks together.
The staff at the hospital have been nothing short of amazing and have arranged for my to see a psychologist (I have a history of depression anyway) and my partner keeps telling me to think of the positives. Namely that our girls are OK and will be home soon. I know he is right but I can't help but feel totally broken and sad.
I'm sorry for the rant, I just needed to write down how I was feeling. Has anyone else been in a similar situation or felt this way that might be able to offer some words of wisdom and support?