They finally emailed me about her hemangioma surgery scheduled on 10/23/08. Dealing with the stares has been a large reason behind my postpartum depression. I wish the whole process did not take that long. I did get stronger in the process and I learned lots about self-esteem and social interactions. I still dont wish it to anyone to deal with. I felt robbed of my "perfect child" experience. Nobody is perfect. This ordeal was a big wake up call. At least we got the best team of pediatric plastic surgeons.
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