Our begginning

Disclaimer - I am being honest with my feeling at this time and it may be hard for some to read. I assure you this is how I felt at the time and not how I feel now

Our journey with clubfeet started on August 17 2013. I was 5 days overdue and was so happy to be in labor and meet my little surprise baby, and my first daughter! When she was born all I remember is being so in love instantly. Looking back I get very emotional and don't know how to feel about my reaction or lack of reaction would be more accurate.

I remember my midwife wiping her down as she layed on belly, I remember her wiping her feet and mumbling something about the stiffness. I really don't remember what she said  to be honest, to me in that moment I didn't see what everyone else in the room saw. I had 2 midwives, 1 midwifery student, my mom, sister, husband, my oldest son and also my niece. Every other person in the room noticed they all look back and talk about her feet and how surprised they were and how worried they were and concerned. Me....not at all. I was just simply in love with my perfect little baby, a little girl! Thinking back I cry every time. I am brought right back to that room to that time and cannot understand why I didn't see what everyone else did.

I lived blissful for 2 days. Showing off my baby girl to visitors calmly telling and showing family and freinds my sweet little daughter and her imperfect perfect little feet. I would watch their reactions and could tell they were surprised when they seen her feet a look of shock quickly appearing accoss thier face before they would regain thier composure and follow my lead with the no big deal everything is perfect mood.

I don't know what made it finally hit me about the severity of what was going on with her feet. I didn't really put any thought into how you would fix feet like hers, i dont even know if I thought they needed to be fixed; and anyone who knows me knows how unusual that is...I am an over thinker by nature. I remember changing her diaper and that being the only time that I would actually think about her feet at all, and the only thing I would think was how hard it was to change her diaper! I loved her feet and how they perfectly fit curled up into each other and her little bottom.

I was blissfully in love with my daughter and was in a little happy bubble for those first couple of days.