What I Have Learned in One Year Scarlett is my first bio baby. I came into Sissy's life when she was seven. I helped raise my nephew but he was almost two when I began watching him. So this whole newborn to adulthood with a child is so new to me. Here are the the… Continue reading One Year With Our Baby
Postpartum Depression not only affects moms but dads as well. My husband experienced PPD with the birth of our baby girl. Join us for an open conversation on the subject of his PPD.
I know what you are thinking... why for the love of all that is holy do you co-sleep.... OR... Me too! It is such a divided topic and will spark debate until the end of time. This is just our story and is my opinion. Co-sleeping is definitely not for everyone but something to be considered in certain situations.
We ran a few errands and headed home. I hurried to the bathroom and changed into my pjs. I quickly went and got Scarlett from my mother in law. Noticing her diaper seemed heavy, I placed her on the changing table. While changing her diaper, I noticed that her right eye looked off.
Now, there are hundreds... maybe millions... of articles on the best products for a newborn. They can be outrageous or simple. There are many items that we bought before Scarlett was born that we simply did not use.
A few hours later, off we went back to the hospital. We get to the check in window and let them know our last name. That's when the lady says, "Are you sure you are in the right place?" We look at her completely confused and promptly ask where our baby is, if she is not where we left her.
I was running myself ragged between the fourth and fifth floors of the hospital. All I wanted to do was hold my baby, which I had not done since the pediatrician took her for her check the morning before.
When we got to the NICU, Scarlett was hooked up to monitors immediately. We were scared but just wanted to find out what was wrong with her.
You have to laugh, especially if you are a parent. If you can't learn to laugh at some of the situations you end up in... you're going to go crazy.
Am I? This is a question that I have struggled with since discovering Scarlett's conditions. Am I a "special needs" momma?