I really hate that there are stigmas attached to both breastfeeding and formula feeding. I hate that this is a matter of contention between moms. Most of all, I hate the role I have played in it all. For three weeks, my firstborn would not nurse. Five years later, I still have no idea why. … [Read more…]
This post is an unplanned followup to my post, What I’m doing differently with my second baby (based on 5 years of parenting a special needs first baby). As babies grow, we learn more about how to raise them. With this post, I’d like to share more realizations I’ve had about Little Brother, Ezra, myself, and parenting in … [Read more…]
“Nurse chair?” This phrase was my toddler’s special way of asking to nurse. He didn’t just ask to nurse…he always let me know exactly where he wanted to nurse. “Nurse chair?” or “Nurse couch?” or “Nurse Mommy bed?” were the most frequent requests. This time it was the rocking chair in his bedroom. He wanted … [Read more…]
Attachment parenting didn’t work for me. And, probably more importantly, attachment parenting didn’t work for my firstborn son. Here is our story: Honestly, it started before he was even born…with his tendency for hanging out in a horrible birthing position and his late night parties in the womb. His bad positioning and size left me … [Read more…]
Hi. This is me, your future self. I wish I really could travel back in time to tell you this stuff. But, I know you probably wouldn’t listen to me even if I did. So I’m just going to write this stuff down, in hopes that maybe some other new mom will be smarter than … [Read more…]
So I’m not off to a good start this month. My mom asked me at the end of April what my theme for May was, if I had one. Um…do I have to have one? unMotivated May Mom’s-Gone-Mad May Today I vote for Moody May.
“A time to get, and a time to lose…” (Ecclesiastes 3:6) For most of my adult life, my weight has fluctuated right around 100 pounds, regardless of how much I ate or how often I exercised. Honestly, it was AWESOME and I loved being so skinny!
Today Ezra is 4 weeks old! He has grown immensely in the last month and is changing and acting more grown up every day…it’s astonishing! It took him about 2 1/2 weeks, but he finally figured out how to nurse! Let me say that was a very rough process! I came very close to giving … [Read more…]
Ezra was born September 7th, 10:32 PM. He weighed 9 lbs 13 oz and was 21 1/2 inches long. When I ended up delivering Ezra by cesarean (that is a long story in itself which I will post about later), it was immensely difficult. But if I had known then what my recovery would be … [Read more…]