I got Hazel out of her car seat, and could feel the warmth of the pre-spring air surrounding us. After an unusually cold February for British Columbians, it was a welcome change. As I held Hazel on my hip, I remembered I could put her down and let her stand next to me…Read More
Admittedly, this is a post I'm so ridiculously behind on. I had wanted to write this post before our shop even launched but my poor blog has been so neglected these days. I promise you, however that more contentRead More
I remember Hazel's first Valentine's day so well. We've never celebrated big on Valentine's Day, just a nice supper made at home and a cheesy card - and maybe a couple chocolates for a treat - but it's never been a day I've gottenRead More
I first held Hazel when she was 33 days old. There was no skin to skin when she was born, or even shortly thereafter, no kangaroo care, no breastfeeding. The most she got was a gentle hand placed over her tiny frame. "Hand Hugs" they were called, and they were just as important to her nurturing and development as skin to skin - but let'sRead More
I never imagined I would have a hospital bug out bag for my daughter, tucked away in her bedroom closet, but last summer Hazel was unexpectedly hospitalized for a week in pediatrics and I found myself entirely unprepared.
She had caught a virus of some sort in July and had a bit of a cough. She was still on oxygen at the time and while monitoring her oxygen saturations I could see her sats were dipping a little but not enough to increase her oxygen needs. When her little cough started turning intoRead More
If you'd asked me 3 months ago if I would consider sleep training my answer was a solid "no." But something changed, and sleep training has been the best decision I've made so far.
Let me begin by saying I am not an expert, or a professional. This post is simply meant to share our experience with Hazel's sleep patterns and habits and what has been working for us. Personally I have always sought out personal experience from others who've gone through similar situations, regardless ofRead More
Somehow, at some point you simply realize several months have passed and you've driven the same route, parked in the same lot, paid at the same parking meter, walked up the same flights of stairs, and rang the same buzzer to get in to the secure unit that your baby called home. Somehow you've done this every, single, day.
When meeting other preemieRead More
There's something to be said about the end of a year. It's like ending a chapter, not finishing a book... there's always another chapter ahead but when you finish that chapter you take everything you've learned from it and carry it forward in your story.Read More
13 months... how is my baby over the age of ONE.
Three days ago while we were at BC Children's hospital having Hazel's follow up with her cardiologist, the technician doing her ECHO confirmed that she was 13 months old. I was about to correct her that Hazel was 12 months when I realizedRead More
With Hazel's PDA closure surgery coming up the day after tomorrow I'm feeling all kinds of emotions. Relief, anxiety, fear, thankfulness... I'm already a hot mess, and then as we were getting ready this morning the song came on my phone that I used to singRead More
I want to start by saying that I, by no means am an expert in this area. I'm just a mama to a micro preemie who is almost a year old and I want to share what has worked for us as we introduced our babe to solids.
Whether you chooseRead More
It's been nearly 4 months since we brought Hazel home from the NICU and it's been wild.
Bringing a baby home is a learning curve. Bringing a baby home on oxygen... well, that's a whole other level of long days and sleepless nights. Would I have it any other way? Not a chance in the world... well, maybe I'd take a couple more hours of sleep
To the NICU mama... You are not alone.
You are not alone in your fears when the unknown makes you riddled with worry, and the known makes you physically ill. You are not alone when the fears take hold and you feel stunned and numb. When the fear makes you want to run, you are not alone.Read More
It was a less than a week after Hazel had been born. I had begun processing all that had happened and I was struck with a deep sadness and an intense feeling of loss.
Hazel was still fighting and I was slowly healing, though still stuck in the hospital wondering why my kidneys were still failing and my blood was still weakRead More
Throughout the 2 years it took us to conceive Hazel I often dreamed of our baby's nursery. How it would look, what emotion it would evoke.
Once I fell pregnant I started searching for those perfect pieces and the scandinavian black and white nursery I dreamed of began to come to life. And then Hazel arrivedRead More
The day finally came my sweet girl. 175 long, emotional, exhausting, exciting, proud days in the neonatal intensive care unit.
We survived 31,500 km and over 575 hours of driving time. We lived through sleepless worry, and excited anticipation. We had terrifying moments, and proud moments. We struggled withRead More