Two Precious Days
The relief I felt when the midwife told us that Madelyn had a heartbeat was very short lived. I soon started to realise that a heartbeat did not mean that everything was going to be okay. I was desperately piecing together everything that had happened during and after her birth, trying to work out how long she had been without oxygen. No one could tell us anything more about Madelyn’s condition as she was still being assessed in the neonatal unit, and we were told we needed to wait until the consultant could come to speak to us. In the meantime, we sat mostly in silence wondering if we should start letting family know what had happened. I couldn’t cope with the thought of their reactions and my mind started to wander, almost frantically. How were we going to tell everyone? How were we going to tell Noah? Was he ever going to meet his new sister? How could I get the Flopsie bunny that Noah had wanted to buy for her? I hadn’t had time to buy it, and now she might never g