Today we have been told we are moving to the children’s hospital. Two days after Clara’s official due date, and 5 weeks (minus one day) since she was born.
In her first five weeks we’ve had three episodes of billious vomiting, two life critical operations, two weeks in HDU, three weeks in intensive care, 78cm of bowel removed, thousands of tears shed, one very long five hour wait to hear if Clara would survive, and many memories made already. It’s been a busy time!
The move to the children’s ward is significant. It’s where we will live for the rest of this year, it’s where we’ll call home.
It means leaving intensive care, and the nurses we’ve grown so fond of that we’ll never forget nor be able to thank enough for their support and love on our journey. NICU has been an experience and a half. It’s scary to start afresh, learn the routine of a new department and new nurses, but I’ve got Clara and she’s got me.
The children’s hospital is where we’ll make our next memories. Clara has grown so much in her weeks in NICU, there’s no doubt her development will thrive in her new environment.
Onwards and upwards.