27th March 2012. Day 30
Yesterday, while out having a cuddle she had an apnoea. They had to whip her off of me, to give her a little bit of oxygen and tickle her feet whilst she came back around. She’d not had one for a little while.
Apnoeas are very normal in premature babies; they can occasionally forget to breathe, this is what she had done but didn’t make it any less scary. In fact, I was terrified of cuddling her again, so it took great persuasion for me to cuddle her again.
They reassured me it was nothing I had done, that it really was a normal premature baby reaction. It was certainly hard to accept these “normal” things. It all felt so terrifying.
Having a blood transfusion, another a normal premature baby task. These special babies need regular blood tests, but when they’re ultra tiny, their bodies don’t have enough reserves to replenish the blood that is taken. Actually apparently compared to most micro-preemies, Melody hadn’t quite had her fair share of transfusions.
She was doing super well on that front.
Feisty Little Miss Fidgety Pants.