It’s hard to believe that just a short 7 months ago, we were rushing to the hospital because my water broke while having lunch with my friend Jess in the office. Everything seemed to be a diaper-hued blur since then – punctuated by small segments of sleep, lots of googling, quite a few doctors, and the sweetest smiles on earth. As we’re emerging from weeks of teething (he sprouted 4 teeth at the same.. Read More
Statement: “Every baby is different“, as uttered by every parent and grandparent and friend of your coworker’s neighbor’s nanny and plastered everywhere on the Interwebs and in the footnotes of every parenting book, is true. Nutty first-time parent behavior: I googled the sh*t out of everything. Being a first-time parent means that anything you did not care about before the baby, or is even greatly disgusted by (poop!), is now vitally important.. Read More
I watched this movie repeatedly in the first weeks home, as Max and I sat on the couch for hours trying to figure out this nursing business.
Three months in: I can now tentatively say that I’m finally getting into the swing of things with breastfeeding. To say that I had a rough start is an understatement – I kept whining to my husband that I wish I had a time machine to this past September to tell the naive and freshly postnatal me, “go see a lactation consultant NOW!” and that would solve all of my problems up until.. Read More
Baby Max arrived a week before his due date. Leading up to giving birth and throughout my whole pregnancy, I had a fairly nonchalant approach to motherhood – I had planned to work until my due date, in fact, my water broke while I was still in the office. My first real moment of panic occurred while waiting for my husband to pick me up to head to the hospital – I suddenly.. Read More