Just before our son was a year old we had the conversation about trying for a second child. I have some health concerns that could potentially complicate getting and staying pregnant, so I wanted some buffer room. I figured that best case scenario – we would have the kids two years apart. Challenging case, like if I… Continue reading Pregnant? Toddler doesn’t care
It was a Friday as I was trying to get a very overtired baby to sleep, butt-patting with one hand and scrolling through moms group posts on Facebook with the other. It seemed like the mix of typical “thank God for WINE” posts, when I came across yet another anti-husband rant. It bothers me to… Continue reading Talking shit about my boys
Early nursing sucked for me. Getting started with breastfeeding may be one of the most difficult, unnatural, natural things that I’ve had to do. I say had to, but really, I wanted to try it and then I was driven to keep at it. Not at first though. In the beginning all I thought about was… Continue reading My Tongue-Tied Barracuda Baby
I wasn’t prepared for my baby to have food allergies. When it was time to start solids with my first son, I had done a bit of reading and research into the best approach for introducing food. I read Super Nutrition for Babies, and happened across a Motherlode piece called “Trusting a Baby to Know How… Continue reading Learning I had a food allergy baby
The first week after my section I remember thinking, “why would anyone choose to do this again?” But a few weeks later, when I was healing nicely and off of the painkillers, I immediately forgot that sentiment. And then I got pregnant again.
Coming home from the hospital with our first baby was a bit terrifying. We had this teeny, tiny baby in a car seat which looked enormous. I didn’t even know how to adjust the straps on that thing until the nurse showed me how to do it. Driving home I was worried about every bump in… Continue reading The First Week With My Baby
The adorable baby bump held an allure for me when I learned I was pregnant with my first. I had visions of how cute I would look, even though I suspected I would be more of the portly grandma looking pregnant lady instead of the cute, skinny except for the bump type of pregnant lady. Anyway,… Continue reading Dressing the bump – maternity clothes basics
I knew the day would come when my kid would start repeating every bad thing I said. It’s terrible, but I find some of it incredibly funny. I don’t believe that whether or not my child swears is a measure of my success as a parent, or my competence level to be a parent or anything like that.
It wasn’t until my first son was born that I realized I was lacking in the lullaby department. One of my friend’s husband told me that any song you know can be a lullaby if you sing it that way.
My older son has food allergies. Learning that he had them, and learning how to deal with them, has been an ongoing process. I’ve been hoping that by some miracle my baby wouldn’t also have them.