Monday, November 10, 2014

On Coping.

One of these days I will have to get around to writing out the story of my most recent pregnancy and birth, but right now the only thing on my mind is the present, and how I am handling all of the crazy in our house.

A brief run down of our home life, Our daughter, Evey, is THREE and wild. Our middle son is Drew, He is TWO and an aspiring acrobat. Our youngest and new addition is Zachary, he will be THREE MONTHS old in 2 days.

Zachary came to us after an incredibly emotional pregnancy (Like I said before, I will get to that story in the future). He is a beautiful baby, but he has not come without challenges. I am having to draw from incredible depths and large cups of coffee to obtain the energy and attention that I need to parent this little guy.

Our wee man has doctors appointments non-stop, Neurologist, Ophthalmologist,Pediatrician, ENT, and Neuro Surgeon. It's a huge change in our daily schedule because I do consider myself to be a homebody. I have to pack up both boys and make it out of the door. Did I mention that sweet Zach screams bloody murder every time he so much as senses the car seat (he cannot see it, we suspect he is blind).

Coping, Yes, I am coping with my emotional and physical changes that have occurred this year. Its hard, but most days I feel like we are just going through the motions as a family. Physically taking care of Zach is pretty normal, he is a great sleeper but during the day he has to be held almost all of the time. He is turning my arms into steel. I actually had a bout of depression this past week due to the fact that I completely stopped producing breast milk. To me that feels like a mommy fail, when in reality I know that formula is certainly fine but I just dream to always give this little guy the best.

We are adjusting as a family to the idea that we will have a member with extreme special needs. Zachary was diagnosed with Hydrops and Hydrocephalus during pregnancy, and then Microcephaly after birth. His extensive brain damage was caused by the death of his identical twin Logan, at 17 weeks gestation. I think the next post that I make I will do my best to explain why his passing had such a profound physical reaction to Zachary.

Mama at Home