As a new mother, one double checks on self. Are afraid of doing something wrong or even worse, not doing enough. But at the end, we just don’t know and it’s okay.
When I walked into that room and saw 3 babies laying there all I could think was: “What the hell do I do now?” “Where do I start?” They had their dummies, was bottle feeding, already bathed and my husband was single parent for practically 2 days. I had no idea. I didn’t know who was who and which name fitted which child. Early Wednesday morning my mum came to visit and I explained to her how overwhelmed I felt. She replied by not knowing what to say. There was a nurse in he Maternity Ward, an older, wonderful lady, who helped me bond with my children that day. If it wasn’t for her, I don’t know where we would be today. Sitting there with all 3 my babies, naked, on my naked chest, my world could just melt away. Right there and then, I knew we would be fine.
After that the rest of the week in hospital was filled with flowers, friends, family, feeding, burping, etc, etc.
And by Saturday, 14 May 2012, on angel Rosey’s birthday we got the go ahead to go home.
Our life as a family is now really beginning.
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