So i had my beautiful girl 28th nov at 35+1, she didnt need to go to NICU, and spent 4 days with us on the ward. We were told we had to stay 5 days due to her being prem. She was being sick alot and we couldnt lie her flat, what was coming up was yellow and smelt like poo. She had a bloated belly and was looked at multiple times by multiple Drs. They all said its fine as long as the sick wasnt green. She lost loads of weight and got very dehydrated, wed struggle to get feed in her and then shed projectile vomit this yellow stuff everywhere. I thought i was doing something wrong. Finally someone listened and argued with us until we were listened to, and then my world turned upside down. They were talking about transferring us to another hospital for the surgical team to look at her as there might be a problem with her bowel and she MIGHT have to have surgery. Then they saw what was coming up and it wasnt a maybe any more and she was blue lighted to a specialist hospital to intensive care. She had test after test and we were getting no answers. And then floored when a Dr asked us if we had CF in the family, which we dont. They had no option but surgery and she was found to have a twist in her bowel which caused a bit of it to die, luckily she only lost 2-3cm of her bowel. She came back on a ventilator and morphine. Shes awake now and clearly feeling better, screaming at all the nurses shes hungry because shes been nil by mouth for a week. We were told its unlikely shell be home by xmas. I feel so drained of everything. Im trying to pump as much as i can, im exhausted mentally and physically. Ive seen my son 3 times since i had my daughter and feel like ive abandoned him. I feel like giving up, i cant stop crying and i dont know how long i can keep standing. My oh is being really positive and i think where ive been so sad, crying and just a general delight to be around, hes given up on me too. I dont see what telling HV or midwives is going to achieve, it wont change anything. Its killing me watching my baby be hungry and i cant do anything, i cant hold her in my arms all day like i want to, i have to leave her to be cared for by strangers, i have had to leave my son and ive pushed my OH away. I feel alone. I feel spent. I just want my babies home. I want to wake up and this nightmare be over