A Mama and a Pandemic

Where to even start. We are a little over half way through the year and we have already dodged WWIII, mourned the death of Kobe Bryant, watched a pandemic spread through out the world and have been fighting for the justice of black lives as well as equality of basic human rights. 

Pregnancy #2

I didn’t think to document my second pregnancy until after my doctors visit I had yesterday. As I write this I’m 16 weeks pregnant.

Self care

Practicing self care is important at any stage in your life. After you have a baby your life revolves around what your little one needs and it’s so easy to forget about yourself.

Choosing not to medicate

I admire the moms who know that it’s in their best interest to medicate.

Therapy

Starting group therapy was the best thing that could have happened to me. Although I was hesitant, I ended up a part of this little community that met up every Tuesday morning to talk about our highs and lows of the week.

Diagnosis

I knew something was wrong when I would be asked the question of “how I was liking being a mom”.

Lactation Nurse

The lactation nurse who was seeing me when I was told I needed to admit my son to the NICU was the one I would end up seeing for breast-feeding support. Every Tuesday for a month my husband myself and my son would all go to my appointment.

What I would do differently

If I had the chance to go back and redo all of this over again I would do it in a heartbeat.

Knowing the difference

When I went for my 6 week postpartum checkup my midwife went over the difference of the baby blues and postpartum depression.

Home

We were discharged Thursday night at 8pm and we were finally home around 9pm. The nurses made sure to schedule a follow up with his pediatrician the following day.