And so it begins
Hmmmm. Where do I even begin? I’m realizing that I should’ve started blogging ages ago. Quite frankly, the dating life alone was probably much more interesting to an outsider; however, this new world is so complicated. Ironically, both “worlds” have strong similarities such as insecurities, the unknown, love, chaos, and unfortunately the lost identity.
I do have so much to write about and share. Mainly, I’d like to blog my daily chaos just to keep track of the year. Also, I hope to comfort, relate to, or even better make someone laugh over the life many of us live. A bit of background, I am married, to what I like to call my “college sweetheart” although our dating life was filled with the characteristics listed above. We’ve been married for five years and I stay at home with our beautiful son who is about to be 14 months old. I should comment that he wasn’t always beautiful. No, as a matter of fact, he was quite the little alien at first…love is blind- right? At any rate, he is perfect on the outside but…let’s just say, not so perfect on the inside.
Having a baby has been the absolute hardest thing to do. The day of birth was probably the best day of my life and not because I was blessed with such a beautiful gift. It was a wonderful day because it is the last day that I can remember being waited on and doted upon from another. Oh, and I don’t mean from my husband or for our purposes, ”Baby Daddy”. It probably helps that I had a very easy delivery but don’t you worry, my pregnancy was absolutely terrible.
Everyone tells you that you never know how hard it is to have children until you do it. SO VERY TRUE. I would probably not ever do it again. (FYI- I’ll post more positive thoughts later…just giving background info.) From the beginning, the unknown happens: What do I do with this alien? How do I hold this alien? Do I like this alien? Does this alien like me? Will I get to sleep tonight? Will this alien sleep tonight?
I wouldn’t categorize myself as a “baby person”; however, with all of my reading and organizing, I did think that I was prepared…. HA
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About Kyler’s Mommy
Hello! I am 31 yrs old and stay at home with my one year old son, Kyler. After giving birth, I suffered from moderate postpartum depression. My son was born a few weeks early and had a few minor issues early on (colic, herniated belly button, breastmilk jaundice). He is now a beautiful one year old on the move!!! He has a speech delay at the moment that we are beginning to treat with weekly therapy. During Kyler’s first year of life, we made two residential moves including one across the country.
I wish that I had started this blog much earlier; however, I am still going to write about the issues that we faced early on and those that we struggle with today. Postpartum depression is something that I would like to write about for my own healing as well as to help others. The everyday life with a toddler is comedic and chaotic…so I feel I must blog about it if for nothing else but to remember it. Bare with me and my posts because I have a lot of catching up to do and many stories to tell!!
EDIT: Over the past few months since starting this blog, we have come to the realization that our child is not JUST speech delayed. Unfortunately, he shows most signs of autism. He has not been diagnosed. Although I really wanted to focus this blog on postpartum depression, it seems so pale in comparison to the struggles and pains that my son suffers daily. So, I will be focusing on his journey and his path to recovery. I do hope, however, that anyone with postpartum depression will find some relief or laughter in my earlier posts and know that you are not alone.
