Postpartum

Protecting the Milk Supply

I spend a lot of time making milk. I’m either nursing my baby or pumping while I work so our nanny can feed him. Sometimes he’s so distracted on weekends that I end up having to pump when I could have nursed, or I’m tied up cooking dinner or wiping my toddler’s butt so my husband… Continue reading Protecting the Milk Supply

Postpartum · Pregnancy

Holy Shit, I got my VBAC

The idea of a baby coming out of your vagina is a strange one. Yes, it’s the way it’s supposed to happen, but that didn’t mean wrapping my mind around it was easy. There were moments in labor when I wondered why I hadn’t just scheduled another c-section, shown up at the appointed time and place, been sliced open and handed my baby. In the hard moments that seemed like the more civilized option.

Postpartum

The First Week With My Baby

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

Postpartum · Uncategorized

Suffocating Postpartum Anxiety

After I had my first baby, I learned that my entire network of medical professionals were on the lookout for Postpartum Depression, or PPD. I confessed to the pediatrician I just met that before I could leave the house to take in my 6-day old son, my husband had to remind me to stop crying for… Continue reading Suffocating Postpartum Anxiety