It is hard for me to not worry about Max. Right now I feel that he is safe and sound in his cocoon of Mommy love but what happens when he enters this bright, cold world? With him tucked peacefully inside of me I know that my body is helping compensate for what his body might be lacking. What will happen to his body when it is forced to function independently? Will he be strong enough? Will his heart provide enough oxygen for his blood stream until surgeries are performed? Will he have the energy to do all the things that life require of him? I do take comfort in knowing that at first his life will be simple enough (as it is for all newborns)- eat, sleep, poop. But what happens when Morgen tries to hold him or play with him? Will Max be strong enough to endure brotherly love from Morgen who is still learning the concept of being gentle?
It is so hard to imagine what to expect. With Morgen I was anxious to see my baby for the first time, to smell his head, to feel his weight in my arms, to hear his gentle coos. And with Max I am anxious for all the same things but it is strange to have those happy anxieties along with all the worry of knowing he will not be physically healthy. The doctors are perfectly confident that Max will be fine. They have every reason at this point to believe that with the surgeries planned my Max will be active, healthy and able to keep up with all the curiosities this world has to offer a little boy. But in my mommy heart I feel the only reassurance I will receive will be the day I get to snuggle my baby and feel his tender heart pumping against my chest. I still have 3+ months to wait and until then I will have to trust in the doctors and patiently wait for Max to get big enough to face this world.
It is so hard to imagine what to expect. With Morgen I was anxious to see my baby for the first time, to smell his head, to feel his weight in my arms, to hear his gentle coos. And with Max I am anxious for all the same things but it is strange to have those happy anxieties along with all the worry of knowing he will not be physically healthy. The doctors are perfectly confident that Max will be fine. They have every reason at this point to believe that with the surgeries planned my Max will be active, healthy and able to keep up with all the curiosities this world has to offer a little boy. But in my mommy heart I feel the only reassurance I will receive will be the day I get to snuggle my baby and feel his tender heart pumping against my chest. I still have 3+ months to wait and until then I will have to trust in the doctors and patiently wait for Max to get big enough to face this world.




