I remember when I was pregnant with my first. We were so excited to meet our baby boy, to be parents. I had wanted to be a mom my entire life. I was the oldest of four kids, I babysat all the time. I thought I totally was going to nail this momming thing...
So when we brought our little bundle of joy home the first night, I realized it's so much harder than I had imagined.
All the nurses in the hospital told me over and over again how much my son LOVED the swing. They raved about how good of a baby he was. So when we brought him home we were not expecting the hours and HOURS of screaming, crying, and lack of sleeping...not to mention the crying and screaming from our sweet baby boy. We were woefully underprepared....
When you have a baby you are bombarded with tips and advice from others who have been there before. They'll tell you to sleep when the baby sleeps, co-sleep, don't co-sleep, breast feed, bottle feed. And the list goes on, and on. In all of the advice I received, I never got advice on Postpartum and how it can creep up on you in so many different ways.