My house isn’t as clean as I would like it to be. I need to go to the grocery store. It seems like there’s a constant pile of laundry in my closet. Oh, and I’ve been wearing my pajamas for so long I can’t even remember a time when I wore “real” clothes.
It’s hard for me not to stress in these situations. I’m obsessive and kind of a perfectionist. I love order and organization and I HATE when my home is messy.
But, right now, none of that matters. In this very moment, I’m not worrying about the breastfeeding issues we’ve been having; I’m not thinking about the dishes or making the bed. When I’m sitting here, snuggling my baby girl, I feel completely at peace.
She’ll only be this little once. I want to soak up all the time I can with her.
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From the very start Hubby and I knew we didn’t want to know the sex of our baby. What we didn’t know was how much not knowing the gender would add to our pregnancy experience. We both agree that it was one of the best decisions we ever made.
From the very start Hubby and I knew we didn’t want to know the sex of our baby. It was something we had talked about long before we ever realistically started thinking about kids, actually.
“It’s one of life’s last great surprises,” we agreed.
What we didn’t know was how much not knowing the gender would add to our pregnancy experience. While we didn’t get to have a gender reveal party, and picking out clothes and a theme for the nursery was a little tricky, we both agree that not finding out if we were having a boy or a girl was one of the best decisions we ever made.
Everyone talks about baby blues. It makes sense that a woman would be all kinds of emotional after having a baby. Between the hormones, the drastic lifestyle change, the lack of sleep, and the fact that now you have this little person in your life that you worry about and obsess over non-stop, it’s no wonder postpartum women don’t completely lose their minds!
My baby blues have come in waves. One minute I’m great, happy, and chipper. The next I’m balling my eyes out because my husband didn’t remember what time the baby peed (“I specifically asked you to make a note of it. How can you not care? Didn’t you listen to me?”). The biggest source of sadness for me surprised me, though.
One thing about breastfeeding I can say for certain is that it requires a ton of accessories!!! Seriously, I feel like breastfeeding has overtaken my home!
Not only are there are lot of things that you need to breastfeed (pump and accessories, nursing pads, Boppy, nipple cream, maybe a nipple shield, a shell or Hakka to catch let downs… and the list goes on) but those things can get kinda pricey!
One accessories for breastfeeding that I wanted but didn’t want to spend money on was a pumping bra- to make pumping hands free!
Well, instead of purchasing one, I decided to make one myself! In case you’re like me, and want to pump hands free, here’s how to do it without spending a dime!
The breastfeeding conundrum continues in my household… Since I’m not making enough milk at the moment, I have two priorities with feedings: make sure she gets enough food and make sure to stimulate everything enough so my body starts making enough milk.
Well, the breastfeeding conundrum continues in my household. Baby Girl is only 11 days old, and we’ve already been to the doctor 4 times to try to get everything figured out. Our main concern right now? That she gains weight.
I don’t know about other women, but when I hit about 37 weeks, I was ready to get the baby out! I wasn’t even uncomfortable the way some women get towards the end. In fact, all the way up to my due date I was walking to and from work (about a mile each way)! I was just anxious to meet my baby and ready to start the next chapter.