Hip, Hip Hooray

We found out at Wheezy's 1 month check-up that her hips "clicked." This indicated that she could suffer from Developmental Hip Dysplasia (DDH).

My heart sunk. We scheduled an ultrasound.

I went home and started looking on the web for information on DDH. The best and most informative site was Hip-Baby. Reading the histories, practical tips, and looking at all the pictures of smiling kids with this condition helped me wrap my brain around what I might have to face.

My story has a happy ending; Wheezy's ultrasound was completely normal. I wanted to cheer!

But I learned from this experience that you can still feel dismayed with good news. I had steeled my mind to the possibilities of her wearing a brace or cast, having to change how we hold, comfort and play with her. I even called my lactation counselor to discuss feeding a baby in a brace.

And then everything was OK. Now what was I going to do? Now I can't blame our sleep problems on a brace - or the messy house, dirty laundry, and unkempt toddler.

And I didn't know how Rex was dealing with any of this because he wasn't talking to ME about it. As soon as we left the hospital he called his parents and sister and co-workers to tell them the great news. I felt horribly left-out and tired. I needed to be in the loop but didn't know that I needed it.