Sunnylove I can understand why you posted that. It`s a sensitive topic, one I felt strongly about during those nicu months but couldn`t really share (well except to the nicu psy heh). To me this is a very personal topic so please read my post as such - relating my own experience.
The day that I gave birth, the woman in the hospital room with me cried intensely for hours. Her daughter had jaundice and had to stay overnight in the hospital under uv lights. That same day my son was flatlining continuously and they had to keep reanimating him. The first time I saw him he was all flat lines with a team of 5 frantically trying to bring him back. It took 3 hours that first day to somewhat stabilize him.
So here I am in my hospital room, waiting for a phonecall from the nicu to know if my son survived, trying my very best to ignore this woman`s constant sobbing and wailing. I had a classic c section and couldn`t get up yet. I freely admit I had murderous thoughts that night. I found her reaction so over the top - I would have given anything to trade places with her. I tried telling myself over and over that night her suffering was as valid as mine but that didn`t work too tell
What`s odd is I didn`t even cry that much - I had a surreal calm most of the time until he came home 4 months later. Then all that pent up emotion blew over.
This scenario repeated at every preemie meeting. Parents would cry their hearts out because their little one had a 2-3 day stay. When it would get to be my turn to talk and I would just list my son`s current condition (25% survival odds, brain bleed, acute septisemia, nec etc) the room always got quiet. It always sounded so dramatic no matter how casual I tried to make it sound. People became uncomfortable and literally didn`t want to talk after. I quickly learned to just shut up at these meetings and listen to the others while trying not to feel too angry or resentful. At the end of the meeting I'd just go confide directly to the organizer. We became friends heh. I don`t think I was jealous of the other parents, we just had been dealt different hands and I accepted that. It just made me angry how such routine simple hurdles could get them so upset. And don`t get me started on parents of healthy babies complaining on stupid stuff
That was three years ago and I'm finally able to let go of that anger. I know if I had had a 34 weeker I would have been upset too, been worried and probably cried as much etc.
Also my son goes to a great daycare specializing in handicapped children. (He was diagnosed as having cerebral palsy once discharged, hence why we were admitted to it. Though a year later after intense therapy the diagnosis was removed). There are 1-2 moderate-severely handicapped children per group of 8. Every single morning when I see the young girl in his group - she can barely walk and isn`t really aware of her surroundings, just mumbles and wanders around staring off - I cound my blessings on how lucky we ended up being. And like you sunnylove I knew two parents of preemie twins in the nicu. One went home with one baby, the other with none. I cannot even remember that without tears welling up. Even though my son was a 'tough case' and had all of the scary complications, we are very, very lucky that so far he`s a thriving, healthy 3 year old
I'm 33 weeks along now with number two and find myself worrying about all of the silly stuff that drove me bonkers in other moms the first time round
So I guess I'm finally healing and letting go!