3 days post op. It was 0719 in the morning
I was allowed to cuddle Jere and nurse him. Afraid as I was to hurt him, i managed him gently. To be able to carry the little one was so much joy. Imagine having given birth and not being able to carry the little one for days.... and watching him suffer and not being able to alleviate his pain in the least. Not being able to hold him close and whisper to him you love him.
Carried him for a mere 15 minutes and the nurses said he had slight jaundice and had to be put under the light. i remember thinking it was so much torture when Nat had to be put under the light some 4 years back. Now i realise how we whine over the slightest thing. The light now seems miniscule in comparison to all that he's been through.
My baby. My warrior!
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