My daughter’s incubator was right next to the window of the NICU – so she had one of the best view across the city. It was the only thing that made me smile – how much a hotel would charge her for a view like that.
On the first night of my daughter’s life she was seriously unwell.
The drains were the main reason I couldn’t hold her. Even now many months later the scars remind me of those dark days.
I felt my heart was split between my two daughters – by being with one I was letting down the other.
You need to pump but there are so many women and no resources. I spend hours queuing.