Posts Tagged ‘Thankful’
They Are Always Listening
I am the mother of two daughters and one son. Three small children who follow me around all day long, tug at my legs, and won’t even let me pee in peace. They are always around; always listening. This has never been more apparent until recently. One morning I was standing in my bathroom doing…
Read MoreWhat NICU means to so many moms.
As many soon-to-be moms do, I had a birth plan. It included a vaginal birth with no epidural, no unnecessary medications, a minimum of 1 hour of initial skin to skin contact bonding time, delayed cord clamping and of course my baby would latch on right away with no problems. Well, I quickly found out…
Read MoreMy Pledge
A day lasts 24 hours. A year 365 days. When you have a newborn each hour feels like an eternity and a second all in the same breath. They grow so quickly. Each stage lasts entirely too long and flies by entirely too quickly. It’s a strange thing. Newborns cry. A lot. And I often…
Read MoreDear Body, Thank You
Dear Body, Thank you. Simple words. Deep meaning. My body wasn’t always something I treasured or even liked. For much of my life my body was the focus of someone else’s abuse, and later my own hatred. For 15 years I treated my body with contempt. An eating disorder ravaged my body and my mind.…
Read MoreHoliday Survival 101: Mommy Edition
Tis the season! Hope you hit the gourd running. (See what I did there). So ladies, we need to talk. Step away from the Pinterest board, and put down the pumpkin spice, I promise it will be ok. Yeah, maybe take off the cornucopia hat, please. I just want to get this out there…
Read MoreThank You LC’s and IBCLC’s
On December 23, 2010, I was done with breastfeeding. I had been triple feeding (nursing, then pumping, then supplementing with my expressed milk) in an effort to raise my newborn son’s weight and I was exhausted. I had been doing it since he was born on December 10th, had gone to see two different IBCLCs…
Read MoreDear Grace
Dear Grace, I can not believe that in 3 short months you will be 3 years old. Your time with me has impacted my life so greatly that it seems much longer. My girlie. You came into this world on an icy January night. Two hours of pushing a baby we didn’t know was almost…
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