You are the sunshine of my life, that's why I'll always be around you...
I am counting down to Emerson's first birthday with little shoots celebrating how far our relationship has come.
Emerson was born nine days after my grandmother passed away, and I was in emotional turmoil. I was excited for his birth, but her death cast a definite shadow on my joy.
I wasn't bonding with my son. It was a scary feeling. I finally broke down and went to speak to my doctor about my feelings and grieving. I'm so glad I did. I received treatment for PPD and PTSD, and when he was around 4 months old we finally started to bond.
I meet a lot of pregnant mothers in my work, and new mothers, mothers with older children who are adding to their families - and to all mothers I say - if you're having a hard time, if you're not bonding, if you're crying and not able to leave your house or your bed, there is hope and there is help. To the husbands, partners, wives - if you notice something, say something. Help her get the help she needs, even if she's like me and protests and insists nothing is wrong. ;)
Emerson is my little clingster, my shadow, my happy little guy and I'm so glad I'm getting to know him. Love you, Baby Guy.
One great thing about John's deployment being delayed is that we're able to be together as a family to celebrate Emerson's first year with all of us. We took him to Balboa Park and I did a mini cake smash. After that we took him to the splash pad downtown and let him run around with his sister playing in the water. It was a great day!