When it comes to baby gear, the market is flooded with absolutely gorgeous products. If you’ve ever crushed on a crib that costs as much or more than your bed (assuming you’ve upgraded from Ikea, but barely, e.g. West Elm or CB2 price range), like any of these super mod beauties from Oeuf, you know what I mean. These pretty, shiny things are how I was suckered into an overpriced piece of crap – the Svan Signet High Chair.
My second baby is still nursing. He’s nearly 14-months old and I’m not sure when he’ll wean himself, or if I’ll force him to do so. That’s not to say that I’ll nurse him until he’s starting preschool, or keep nursing him past the point where I want to, but I don’t have an end… Continue reading Weaning my First Baby Sucked
Protecting the milk supply is serious business. If you’re a nursing mother, whether hustling hard at your job or busting your ass as a stay at home mom, you already know that milk making is another occupation. Anything that makes nursing easier is something I pay attention to – from supplies for my boobs to… Continue reading Lactation Tea: Milkmaid v. Mother’s Milk
For the first year of going from no kids to kids, it’s basically a lot of misery with times of incredible joy sprinkled in.
I am more gray and fuzzy than I was before becoming a mother. It’s not just my hair, it’s my brain too. I am not as much… everything as I was before.
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.
My two-year old can be challenging, as I’ve heard two-year olds are wont to be. Some days this challenging behavior shows up as big mood swings, extended tantrums, or general freak outs over things that matter or not, like a big reaction to a scraped knee – which is totally legitimate – or a huge meltdown over… Continue reading A Bad Day of Toddler Assholery
When my first son – a butt-down, feet up breech baby refused to turn on his own – I decided that I would have a scheduled c-section. My doctor still offered the option to attempt a version (ECV) and induction, but I declined. It’s a strange feeling to have a planned birth. We woke up… Continue reading I Don’t Regret My C-Section
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