WHAT’S WRONG WITH HER?

I laid back against the pillow and reached out my hands.

Our baby was placed in my arms and I took in her beautiful face, tiny button nose, and eyes.

I’d given birth at home and now we had a daughter.

‘She’s perfect,’ I whispered to my husband Brad, 26.

We named her Riley.

She was our firstborn and I couldn’t believe how lucky we were as a family.

She settled her in amazingly and she was such a content little baby.

Then at around two weeks old, I noticed what looked like mild eczema on her