About the Blog

If you've come here looking for advice... I'm afraid you will be sorely disappointed. This is not an advice blog. This is a blog written by a mama who is flying by the seat of her pants, literally just trying to figure out how to keep her tiny human alive on a daily basis. I am not qualified to give you advice. Really, you should probably be giving ME advice. Speaking of advice, you don't know how to help teething pain in a 4.5 month old, do you?

So if this blog isn't filled with advice... what exactly are we all doing here? Allow me to explain.

When I was pregnant with the tiny human, all I really wanted was to know what was going to happen. What pregnancy was like, what birth would be like, what life would look like when we got home and the madness ensued. I wanted to read someone's account of what it was like for them. I knew my experience would be different, but just having a general idea of how it went for someone else from start to finish felt like it would make me feel a little less panicky.

It wouldn't have. There's no good way to feel less panicky about a baby.

I read all the Pinterest articles and other blogs and a websites, but I just didn't feel like it was quite a complete picture of kid life. I had a million questions that no one seemed to quite answer. What did you ACTUALLY wear in the hospital? What if I don't like my kid when it comes out? What is it like getting prepped for a C-section you didn't plan? What if my water does break, what is that like? All the things I kept reading just said 'its different for everyone.' And no one would then say, 'but this is what it was like for me.'

That's what this blog is. Its my account of things, my opinion, my experience. This isn't what it'll be like for you, because you are your own darling little snowflake and everything about your pregnancy and baby will be different. But this is how it is for me.

This should go without saying, but let's go ahead and say it as loudly and clearly as possible:
I am not a medical professional. I am not giving medically approved advice or opinions or input. I have no experience at all, really. I'm not even a veteran mom- I'm starting this blog when my kid is 4.5 months old... the biggest challenges are all still rolling my way and I have no idea how to face them. If you have questions or need advice, talk to your pediatrician, or mom, or friends, or weird Aunt Ida. Not me. Definitely, definitely not me.

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