Babies

Yes, absorbency determines if you have to change immediately after a pee or if it can wait until you get home from the grocery store (and if you can make it through naptime).  BUT, the best absorbency doesn’t matter if the first pee shoots right out that little gap into mom’s shirt.  

Before allowing myself to spend another second thinking of how guilty I felt, I brainstormed something much more doable for our family. An alternative baby book.

I'm not going to lie, life with 2 children under 2 years of age is quite the whirlwind, to say the least. My 2 sons, Harrison and Benjamin, are 18 months apart. I thought life was going by crazy fast...

I went into the final days of my 42 week pregnancy armed with hopes and plans of what my experience as a new mom would be like. I arrived at the hospital on my induction date with a nervous smile and the naive expectations only first-time moms possess. The construction of my carefully laid out birth plan took hours of classes and research to complete and it likely wound up covered in coffee rings as a coaster at the nurses’ station.

How many times have you heard the phrase, “I want a baby” uttered? Or how often has someone asked to hold your baby or told you how sweet your baby is? Baby fever is all over (especially when you are trying to have one yourself). I remember the days of holding friends’ babies, while longing for children of my own. The one thing that didn’t cross my mind at the time, while smelling those sweet newborns and kissing those squishy cheeks, was how short of a time period a baby is actually a baby.

All three of my kids lived on breastmilk for the first year of their lives.  I feel fortunate that my twins were born at 37 weeks, but they were not good at latching.  I exclusively pumped and bottle fed them, and had to work very hard to produce enough milk.  I tried every trick in the book, but pumping consistently was the only sure way to increase my supply.  My youngest was great at breast feeding so I breastfed and pumped for the first year.  I had no trouble producing enough for one baby since my body had been “trained” to produce enough for two.

Confession. On more than one occasion, I’ve been unsure if I’ve secured my daughter into her car seat properly. I’ve tightened and pulled and shrugged, all the while praying nothing bad happens as I drive from point A to...

  I used to live in this magical land where babies drank from bottles with little persuasion. They latched on and cuddled into your arms just as if it was the real deal.  That was until I had Charlotte.  She...