9 days postpartum and it has been an insanely rough ride. I cannot imagine the outcome had I not gone to labor and delivery when I did and insisted to them something was wrong. I had a marginal placental abruption. My placenta detached from my uterus. Causing me to have an internal hemorrhage and Atticus started to hemorrhage through the umbilical cord. Day two I started to swell. My legs and feet were enormous. My blood pressure was rising but not dangerous. It got so bad I could hardly walk. Day 4 my face, arms and tongue began to swell up. I had awful pain and sores in my mouth and tongue. I had also started getting cold like symptoms. They discharged me. I ended up going to the ER day 5. I had an awful deep cough, felt completely run down and could hardly eat from the pain in my mouth. They checked me out said I had a viral infection and thrush. They put me on an antiviral med to be safe as we still have Atticus in the NICU. I saw my OB day 6, he put me on an antibiotic and meds for the thrush. Just to be safe again. Day 8 and my feet and legs are finally getting better and look like feet and legs again. My doctor said the normal cause of a placenta rupture is caused by preeclampsia. So my body thought I had it full blown and mimicked the symptoms of it. The cold/flu is getting better. When I go to see Atticus, I have to of course wear a mask. They think I was hit so hard due to my blood loss with the hemorrhage. I am finally feeling better. Not 100% but getting there. All of this happening while having to pump every 3 hours and go see Atticus and be away from the other kids has taken it's own mental toll. But my partner has been by my side and so helpful. Along with my mom, his parents and my friends helping as much as possible. It means the world. Atticus is doing so well. He's still on his feeding tube and needs to work on taking his whole bottle on his own. We have no projected date of home yet. But each day and milestone is one step closer to him coming home.