
I'd just given birth when my baby was immediately plucked from my arms and rushed to NICU. He was born at 39 weeks after a perfectly healthy pregnancy. Every scan had been normal, with no signs that anything might go wrong.
So when they told me he was struggling to breathe and ran out of the room with him in their arms, I was in complete shock.
After being moved from recovery, I found myself alone in a hospital room, paralysed from a c-section, mid-pandemic and I did something most people wouldn't expect.
I pressed the call bell and asked the nurse to pass me my laptop.
She looked at me like I was crazy. But the alternative was lying in silence and spiralling about whether my baby boy was going to be ok.
So I did the only thing I could to stay grounded in that moment. I opened my laptop and went back to work. Not because I had to, but because my business felt like the only thing holding me together.
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