Remembering To Relish The Moments

Remembering To Relish The Moments

Rainy days with a newborn aren’t really a big deal. That is not to say that being cooped up in the house longer than you want to be is pleasant, but as any new sleep-deprived parent can attest, newborns tend to spend most of the day sleeping (and then partying all night). Being stuck inside the house with a sleeping baby is a whole lot more enjoyable than being trapped inside with a hyper toddler dying to burn off steam. I hear and see on Facebook many of my fellow mom friends pleading for rainy day activity suggestions or cursing the weather forecaster’s bleak predictions. I have a slightly different outlook. Don’t get me wrong—I, too, have my share of near nervous breakdowns, like when my son is begging to go outside to play or walk to the park, only to have to remind him it is freezing cold and raining buckets outside and we are housebound for the majority of the day. So, I get it, I do, but for me, now that I have finally come out of the fog of postpartum depression and anxiety I was in for the first two years of my son’s life, rainy days are a great opportunity to exercise gratitude. Getting pregnant with my son was not an easy task, unlike my sisters, who both had gotten pregnant with minimal effort. I was diagnosed with polycystic ovary syndrome (PCOS) when I was 16 years old. I obviously wasn’t planning on having babies any time soon when I was first diagnosed. That said, I cannot remember a time when I didn’t want to be...
9 Reasons My Third Pregnancy Is The Best Yet

9 Reasons My Third Pregnancy Is The Best Yet

The third pregnancy is quite different from the first and even the second one. Arguably, it’s the best. Here’s why: 1. ​You No Longer Care Who Finds Out or When While it may be nice to have a surprise or make a fun announcement, I let people find out organically the third time. I didn’t try to hide it, but I didn’t shout it from the rooftops either. I didn’t love the idea of anyone finding out too early, but if they did, oh well—been there, done that. 2. It Goes By So Much ​Faster I’m way too busy taking care of my two toddlers to track my pregnancy and pay attention to dates. I find myself checking sometimes, but occasionally, I’ve also forgotten which week I am in. This was unheard of in my first and second pregnancies. As a result, time is flying and I feel like this baby will be here before I know it. 3. No Planning Equals Less Stress Okay, I still have to plan a little, but it’s different now. For one, I’ve run out of bedrooms for a nursery, so I’m not creating one. I’ve done almost nothing to get ready for this baby since I already have almost everything I need. I have a boy and a girl, so I have clothing and gear is mostly covered. I’m setting up a sleep space and items in my bedroom, and that’s pretty much it. While planning for a baby is absolutely fun and exciting, especially during the first pregnancy, there is also a freedom in not having that stress hanging over me. During my...
The Internal Dialogue Of Wanting Another Baby

The Internal Dialogue Of Wanting Another Baby

Last week, my toddler went digging for dinosaur fossils in the plant potting soil. He flushed a plastic T-Rex down the toilet. He tore off his diaper and made a naked pit stop to pee on the kitchen floor. While I simultaneously chased him and cleaned up the messes that spread across three rooms, I found myself muttering under my breath a litany of “OMG, WTF, are you kidding me?!” My children use up my natural energy before 7 a.m. every day. This is why I drink bucket loads of coffee; it’s to keep up. So it is no surprise then that after my second child was born, my husband and I raised the white flag. We were done. But every once in a while I will see a newborn baby. It could be at the park or at school pickup. Sometimes it’s the doctor’s office or even a Facebook status update. My stupid hormones pick a fight with my brain. It always starts out simple enough with my hormones asking my brain what she’s doing. My brain always responds with schemes of pragmatism like, “I’m telepathically tying our tubes.” Without fail, hormones gets offended and I find myself listening in on the following conversation: Hormones: Hey, you know what would be awesome? Brain: A nap? Hormones: Getting knocked up again! Can you imagine?! The giant boobs, the big round belly, the feelings of love and excitement, and then holding that perfect little person in your arms and smelling that intoxicating newborn baby smell, you know, that smell on the top of a baby’s head? Yeah, that one… Brain: Are you...
A Family Vacation Vs. A Real Vacation

A Family Vacation Vs. A Real Vacation

We are going on vacation! I’m actually a little reluctant to call it a vacation, since I’m bringing my toddler along. Yes, I’m taking the week off from work, and I’ll be at the beach. But I don’t know how much relaxation will be happening, as “relaxation” is not exactly my son’s middle name. His middle name is actually “GET THE HELL DOWN FROM THERE! YOU’RE GOING TO KILL YOURSELF!” Typically, on vacation I’d spend most of my time sleeping in and reading and drinking and eating. But this is a so-called “family vacation,” and with a toddler in tow, the things one would typically do become if not entirely impossible then altered beyond all recognition. Here’s a list of ways I suspect my family vacation won’t actually be all that much of a vacation: 1. Reading My wife and I made a handful of last-minute book purchases from Amazon, and I swear when I hit “checkout” I could hear my computer laughing at me. The odds of us having time to lounge around reading books on the beach are about 8 million to one. Pretty sure most of the reading I’ll be doing will involve GPS directions and stories about trains. 2. Sleeping The computer isn’t laughing at me this time; my son is. He has settled firmly into a 6:30 a.m. wake-up routine, and it doesn’t matter if it’s Sunday, Wednesday, Saturday, or he’s sleeping in one of those space-tubes in the Alien movies; the kid’s internal clock is my eternal nemesis. It doesn’t know when I’m on vacation, and why would it? My son’s whole life is...
18 Insanely Cute Things Babies Do

18 Insanely Cute Things Babies Do

It’s babies’ jobs to be cute, from the tufts of hair on their heads down to their itty-bitty wittle toes. One yawn can turn an entire roomful of adults into mush. But as the weeks go by (my little guy is 4 months old), babies don’t just look the part — they start acting seriously adorable with gestures and sounds that turn your life into a swoon-a-thon. It’s payback for all that feeding, burping, diapering, laundry, and sleep deprivation, not to mention poop explosions. It’s so insanely cute when babies … Put one fist into the air, stare at it in wonder and realize that, HOLY MOLY, they have hands! Actual hands! Attempt to stuff those hands into their mouths. Image Source: Ellen Seidman Give you that special Mommy-only smile when you come into their line of vision. Nestle their heads into the side of your neck. (People would be so much happier at work if they had babies snuggled into their necks.) Sigh sweet sighs as they drift off to sleep. Get that serious look when they are concentrating on something, like toys or pooping. Image Source: Ellen Seidman Breathe heavily when you shake a rattle at them and they’re all excited. Give you that “What exactly are you doing?” look when you prop them up in ridiculous poses. Image Source: Ellen Seidman Coo at you when they want your attention. Laugh at totally random things, like the sound tin foil makes when you crinkle it. Desperately attempt to hold on to toys that are bigger than they are. Image Source: Ellen Seidman Clutch your shirt as they nurse and your finger as you hold a bottle. Totally follow your every...
Things Moms Discuss with Other Moms – What’s Really on Their Minds

Things Moms Discuss with Other Moms – What’s Really on Their Minds

Mothers try their very best to appear to be in control of their lives. They are warriors confronting all the challenges of their new role and showing confidence in spite of insecurity. They deal with contradictions and manifest skills and capabilities they never ever thought possible. They try to breastfeed as if they had been doing it forever, and reassure everyone that they “have everything under control.” ”Moms are negotiators, peace-makers, cooks, and counselors. They can create a reasonably edible dinner out of 3 ingredients and single-handedly perform 7 complex tasks at once. Four hours’ sleep? No problem! From the outside, it all looks so easy and efficient. Moms however often hide true feelings of frustration for their baby and sit awake at night writing imaginary letters to their baby, apologizing for all the mistakes they make in a typical day. “Everything’s going to be alright,” is their mantra. It is amazing how moms come up with innovative ways to cope with the most bizarre and embarrassing situations. They become crisis management experts and constantly deal with inexplicable baby crying and often unexplainable toddler bad behavior. To the world, family and even partners, they are the manifestation of grace and reassurance. They know however who really understands what’s on their mind and that is another mom. So, when two moms get together, what do they really talk about? We reached out to our Medela Facebook community and asked our 15,000 members this question. Their answers were refreshing and well, to be honest, somewhat predictable. Are you discussing any of these topics with your other mom friends? Keeping a Sense...