It has been a while since my last blog post- life is hectic here in the Sacker household!!! Harry is growing up so quickly- his personality is shining through already and he is such a fun, happy baby! Richie is a typical 2 almost 3 year old- lots of attitude and energy, but he is still a mumma's boy at heart and really enjoys his younger brother. Terry is working as hard as ever which we are greatful for and I'm just super busy with the two boys and trying to find time for housework and business time.
I went to a fundraiser high tea on the weekend, supporting premature mothers and their babies- whether the outcome was positive or not. And I took a couple of things away from that day.
The first was that Terry and I are extremely lucky- Richie was born spontaneously at 34 weeks so his lungs weren't strong enough to breathe on his own. We are constantly reminded about how lucky we are that he hasn't suffered any long term physical issues from this birth (none that we are aware of yet) nor any emotional/social issues to date.
Carrying on from this, I always feel a bit of guilt when talking about my premmie birth experience to other premmie mums as Richie was born a lot later than other premature babies, and so other prem babies may suffer or have suffered other ............things other than just poor lungs- like heart or gut problems. I have never shied away from the fact that I struggled having Richie in hospital for 4 weeks, both mentally and physically, so when I talk about this with other mums I feel like I'm almost apologising for my story- I have found myself starting sentences with "I know Richie was only born at 34 weeks but...".
I know I should never feel like I have to apologise or belittle my story as everyone has a different story and reacts differently, but this reaction from me comes without thinking. I feel like my story isn't as important or significant as others as we have had a happy ending. And then comes the mum guilt- the dreaded mum guilt.
I still think to this day that I am still processing Richies birth, even though it was almost three years ago, and so I am still going through all these emotions and processes from the birth.
I know that my story is important, and without this experience I wouldn't have found my passion for helping others in a similar situation and I never would have dreamed of being a small business owner before Richie so as the saying goes, a blessing in disguise :)
My name is Briana and I am a wife to Terry, a mother to ,my gorgeous 2 year old son Richie with another bub on the way.