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 am emerging from the fog. This baby has not slept more than 3 hours at a time since before the 4 month sleep regression. In fact, for several months we were averaging 45 minute stretches through the night. Suddenly, at just past 11 months, it was like her brain just leveled up and she… Continue reading Sleep. A big update.
We had a PERFECT trip. Avery loves to travel, apparently. We had been to PEI as a family of two a few years ago and fell in love with it. Canada's smallest Province, PEI is an Island on the East Coast that's famous for rolling green meadows (think Ann of Green Gables), red sand beaches… Continue reading Our Picture Perfect Trip to Prince Edward Island
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.
I am 31 today. On my 30th birthday I was heavily pregnant and hot and I spent the weekend with my in laws at their family cottage. My wife and I didn't celebrate either of our birthdays that year (we're 10 days apart), aside from getting each other a gift. Last year was weird, because… Continue reading 31
Weight: 23 lb 12 oz Length/Height: 29.5″ New this month First camping trip, and it was a huge success! Pulling herself up to standing like a boss. Inches herself along the edges of furniture, and tries to balance with no hands but is still really careful and cautious about it. Got another tooth. She has… Continue reading Avery’s 11th Month