I remember thinking I was going to die, and that I just couldn't do it anymore, but at the same time feeling stronger than any other human on earth in that moment. Labour is like lifting a car off of someone. You don't know you've got it in you until you do it, and there's no way you could summon that strength under ordinary conditions.
I used to love clothes. I like to think I appreciated finer fabrics and timeless style rather than being too fast-fashion-consumerist, but I also did a lot of online shopping in my fashion heyday and I was super cheap about it. I'm feeling my old love of nice clothing slowly coming back after a year… Continue reading Breastfeeding, fashion and mom jeans
The parenting books I've been reading for this parenting book club have been helping me to feel more chilled out about parenting Avery. It could have gone the other way - information overload could have led to heightened anxiety. I think we must be choosing good books as a group of hippy parents. And by… Continue reading It’s OK Not To Share, and Other Renegade Rules for Raising Competent and Compassionate Kids (a review)
... It's really hard to see my breasts as something sexual. When I need to breastfeed in front of family, the last thing I want is to feel like I'm revealing sexualized breasts to everyone. But after a while... after a year in the same drab nursing bras with cotton pads stuffed in there to absorb milky leaks, sometimes partners will start to mourn the loss of sexualized breasts. I think this is totally fair. So is not wanting your breasts to be sexual things while breastfeeding your offspring. It's a tough subject.
August is a busy month around here. Not only do I have a full garden to harvest and preserve and a half finished dissertation proposal due at the end of the month, but we're also prepping to go on our first family vacation (with baby's first flight!), we're planning Avery's first birthday party, and I'm… Continue reading Prepping for baby’s first flight, first birthday, and first daycare!
I've drafted 7 blog posts recently that I'm eager to post, but for various reasons they're not ready to go live yet. Some are more professional-blogger-ish (my first affiliate links!). Others are personal ramblings. I have a lot of big thoughts and feelings to express. Marriage and motherhood do not naturally compliment each other. It… Continue reading 4 random and unexciting things on a Saturday. A truly boring read, I’m sure.
We hadn't visited the hospital since August last year, and that time we left with a brand new baby. Yesterday, we were there for a less joyous reason. I was making Avery lunch when I heard the smash from behind me. She had broken one of the cat's ceramic dishes. Before I could get over… Continue reading Avery’s first emergency room visit
I've always been a big sharer of personal stories. I disclose embarrassing anecdotes about myself at parties, and I am drawn to blogging as a way to share my personal experiences with others. My wife, on the other hand, has always been a very private person. We are always having conversations about how much to… Continue reading Risking their right to privacy: mom bloggers and “sharenting”
Today is my wife's birthday. I'm throwing her a surprise party, and trying to play it cool this morning before guests arrive. Yesterday was a manic day of getting the house and yard ready for the party, and my wife was micromanaging me in the kitchen, questioning why I was prepping so much food (her:… Continue reading Savouring Sunday
I think the last DITL post I did was when Avery was 5 months old. Life is very different now... 5am Avery woke in her crib. Although the previous evening had been rough, she slept from 12am-3am, and then from 3:10-5am. It was a good night!! At 5, I brought her into our bed where… Continue reading A Day in the Life with a 10 Month Old