​I got married for the first time at 38 my husband was 42.  We talked about having a child and it took about a year after we were married and I found out I was pregnant.  I had a wonderful pregnancy and worked out up until my last month.  What I did not expect was my son being five days late and even though the birth went relatively smooth (he was out in 20 minutes at 7.7lbs and 20" long) the cord was wrapped around his neck.  My OB was very quick and stealth like when he removed the cord from my child's neck and next thing we know the NICU team came into the room and began to tend to my son.  They gave him to me and then said they needed to get him to the NICU.  I was still quite dazed with the combination of medication, exhaustion and the fact that I actually just gave birth.  I did not comprehend the words that they were saying, but I let my child go.  After seven days he was allowed to come home, but during those seven days the stress and anxiety of having to leave our child was overwhelming, but I was more overwhelmed about the thoughts that he was going to come home.  When Cameron finally came home  I realized I had NO IDEA what I was doing.  I was terrified of how I had to care for him...what about the umbilical cord, how often will he need to eat, should I have the A/C on, should I nap when he naps?  All of these crazy questions to many to even write went through my head daily.  The one day that stands out to me was Cameron was crying, I mean crying and I felt the crying wasn't normal in my lack of sleep dazed and confused state of mind I called my mother and I was crying, he was crying and I am trying to tell my mom what was wrong and she simply states..."is he hungry?"   She then says to me "Robyn, you need to just take a breath, step back and he will let you know and you will know what he needs".  So that will be my biggest piece of advice...just breath. Your natural instincts will kick in, if you are overwhelmed ask for help, but trust yourself to know what your child needs.