I’ve been with my husband 13 years…we’ve waited a long time to have a baby…when we finally decided to try… it didn’t happen right away…I didn’t think it was going to happen for us. Then a miracle happen when finally said to our selfs that it wasn’t in the books for us. I was so ecstatic and I couldn’t believe that I was pregnant. My pregnancy was good. I gave birth in late May…my son is now 3 months old, he started teething at 7 wks old!!! He cry’s constantly from pain he doesn’t want a tether, we’ve tried cold pacifiers. Tylenol rarely seems to help. I feel so sleep deprived, he was also born with Tracheomalacia where is airway flap closes and becomes hard for him to breathe. Because of his condition we can be around anyone…family members and friends recommend by his doctor. The reason is because if he gets any virus or Covid and gets congested he won’t be able to breathe on his own. I am extremely tired mentally, emotionally, physically. 2 months before I gave birth I got Covid from work, 5 days before my cat who never left my side when I was sick with Covid and 7 months pregnant died randomly and unexpectedly. Then 3 days after I gave birth and was released from the hospital I had to go back because I contracted Cellulitis and was hospitalized. Then that very same day I went to the hospital someone stole my Cadillac converter from my truck which I just for about a year. After I was released from the hospital my niece had to have heart surgery and now may need a transplant in her future….I feel like my world is crashing down and I can’t catch a break. As much as I love my son I wish things would go back before he was brought into this ducked up world. Sorry for my ranting. I’m now seeking help for postpartum depression because I find myself physically hitting myself to snap out of what I’m feeling. Life was so much easier before