As a sleep deprived zombie doing anything I could to function in the early months, I get why the dream feed sounds like a good idea. Chasing good baby sleep will make a normal person do weird things, becoming as superstitious as a serious hockey fan wearing lucky underwear and rocking a scraggly playoff beard.
Note: This post also contains my first ever discount code! Hooray! It’s for the one item that I had in my diaper bag that turned out to be shockingly useful, so I want other people to get it too. You can scroll to the bottom for it, but I hopefully have other relevant information shared here… Continue reading Why you need a diaper Go Bag
As I’ve watched my older child steadily outgrow his food allergies, or at least those known allergies where we’ve been able to gradually increase his tolerance through small and safe amounts, it has apparently given me a false sense of security for my baby’s food allergies. This all came crashing down on Thursday.
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
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.
I had read posts in my online moms group about these magical Rock n’ Plays. We did some research on how many hours he would need to be in it to get a weirdly shaped head (18 hours, according to whatever my husband Googled). I figured, what the hell, if we might get some sleep let’s give it a shot.