The last day
It’s been 15 weeks exactly today since I have seen my baby’s legs. 15 weeks since I last had a proper squishy cuddle with my baby. And 15 weeks since I’ve been able to watch her having fun splashing about in the bath. Tomorrow is cast off day! I’ve just put Harper to sleep in her hip spica cast for the very last time.
The past 15 weeks haven’t been too difficult, but that doesn’t mean they’ve been a walk in the park either. Sleeping was one of the most difficult things to tackle initially, and then again at cast change. The past 2 weeks have been a nightmare with Harper choosing to sleep with her legs up in air. Or rolling over in the middle of the night and getting stuck several times a night. Other lowlights included a serious chest infection landing her in hospital and delaying her cast change.
As a parent I’ve missed squishy cuddles so much. It’s a lot harder to feel connected and close to your baby when they’re rocking a giant heavy lump of fibreglass on 85% of their body. Breastfeeding Harper has meant that I’ve still felt a wonderful connection with her even though most other points of touch have been taken away from me. I’m not even sure I would have carried on for as long had she not been in her hip spica.
Cast off Day tomorrow
After Harper has her hips x-rayed tomorrow, even if there is a problem and we need further surgery (and yet more time in a hip spica) I’m just glad there will be a little bit of a break for her. I wouldn’t be thrilled at the prospect of more time in a hip slint or worse a hip spica again, however I am mentally prepared for it if it does happen.
I’ve been living in a constant state of limbo almost. Just waiting for this to be over. I’ve put a lot (but not all) plans on hold. I’ve done as much as we possibly could whilst Harper was wearing her cast, but changing her whilst out has been a constant challenge. I think it’s ging to be such a huge weight lifted tomorrow and I will hopefully feel that we can now just get on with things and Harper can enjoy being a regular 15 month old!
I’ll be back tomorrow to let you know how Harper (and I) get on with cast removal, and news on if the hip spica has been successful (crosses fingers, toes and eyes!)