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About Cristina Edmunds


Cristina (Perez) Edmunds is a woman of many hats who calls both New Orleans and Miami home. She currently resides in New Orleans raising her first son with her husband, a recent Tulane Law Graduate. A musician, singer, songwriter, actress, and writer, Cristina keeps quite busy in the birthplace of Jazz, but her role of “mommy" always comes first.

She launched her blog, “It’s (not too) Complicated” in early 2017 documenting her life as a new mom to a medically complex son with a very rare genetic syndrome. She is thrilled and honored to share her perspective and hopes to provide some insight and inspiration to those who may be in similar situations.

Visit her blog: It's (not too) Complicated

Recent Blog Posts

“But, He doesn’t Look Disabled…”

It’s the reason why I cringe as people walk past me after I’ve parked in the handicapped spot, the reason why I chose a bright blue hearing aid instead of one to match his hair, and the reason why I’d almost rather be using an adaptive stroller rather than an average one (though the cost of adaptive equipment will make you re-think that real quick). To the untrained eye, no, my son doesn’t look disabled/ handicapped/ abnormal, and I guess I am glad for that - although to say that is rather guilt-inducing because I don’t think that anyone with more obvious disabilities should be ashamed of that, either. 

First Time Medical Mom

My first experience as a parent was consenting to surgery, the first of quite a few that would take place in Oscar’s first year of life.  The decision was clear — of course, I would consent. The alternative to surgery was quite grim. The medical interventions that Oscar would endure in the first few days of life were life-saving and absolutely necessary, but that doesn’t take away from how scary and difficult they were to endure. 

Play Dates. It's Complicated.

Going on one’s first playdate almost feels like a right of passage. You dream of your child meeting their new best friend, and imagine them growing up together side by side. You’re hopeful to find a new best friend yourself, a new mom who understands what you’re going through, and start planning future dates for lunch, coffee, shopping, mommy and me classes, and maybe even double dates with your spouses before you’ve even really met. It will be perfect! But what if it’s nothing like that? What if you have absolutely nothing in common except the fact that you’ve birthed a child recently? What if you have completely different approaches in parenting? What if your child is developmentally delayed and their kid is running in circles around yours?