Well, the only fair thing I can try to say on those parents' behalf is that most of the babies in there are in there for months (sometimes a year or more), not weeks, and so I suppose that on some level they have to resume "life as usual" (i.e. working, sleeping at night, etc...) I've actually struggled with this to some degree, too...I feel like I'm suspended, dangling, in between having a baby and HAVING the baby, and so long as I'm pumping milk, traveling, journaling for him, sitting at his bedside, yada yada yada, it feels like it will be over soon, like we still love him, etc. But after a week had passed and we knew another one was coming, I started thinking it wasn't fair, to the big kids, to have their routines gone, their nutrition absent, their school halted, and spend all of their time in the van or watching PBS or eating Wendy's, with a distracted basketcase mommy. Yet...trying to act as if we are/were a functioning complete family for a chunk of every day, with normal bedtimes and lessons and dinners, feels somehow like such a BETRAYAL. Like...we're denying that one of us isn't there. I compared it to moving on after someone close to you has died, to Grant, even though it is not that extreme.
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Date: 2005-10-28 02:54 pm (UTC)Does this make sense?