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“How to explain, the instinct that washes over me.
The doctors, they come.
The nurses - they sometimes care.
But I’m the one,
Who’s Dr Mom.

I know more, I see more.
I see when she holds her breath -
I see when her eyes become tired.
The seizures? They’re sub-clinical.
But sometimes, I see those too.

Her eyes, I watch them.
Her little hands,
I watch their every move.
You say I have no training -
you’ve been in school for years.
But I held her inside me,
for ten long months -
I felt her every move.
There’s something about a mother with a baby -
She’s the smartest expert there is.
Trust yourself -
you know your baby best.
Don’t be ashamed,
to be Dr. Mom.”

Excerpt From
Good Pastures
Sylvia Anne Pollard
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If Your Child Needs a Trach: Part 2

May 17, 2025May 17, 2025 Sylvia1Tagged icu, special needs, stoma, trach, tracheostomy

Once your child receives the tracheostomy, the information seems never-ending. I personally felt as though simply caring for the trach would take up 24 hours of my day. I couldn’t imagine stepping aside for a minute – I couldn’t imagine the time and energy it would take to constantly take care of secretions, bacteria, etc. […]

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