The Obligatory Cloth Diaper Post

It seems like every mom in the blogging world that does cloth diapering has to write a post about it. Most (the really thorough ones) will include a video, as well.

I want to take a moment to thank all of these moms. Seriously. You all inspired me to try cloth diapering for myself (that, and the fact that it is going to help us save the big bucks on disposable diapers)!

So, while my post is not going to be nearly as detailed and enthusiastic as some of those other moms out there, I figured since I’m giving cloth diapers a try, I have to write “the obligatory cloth diaper post.”

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In Honor of World-Wide Breastfeeding Week

I wanted to write a quick post about breastfeeding.

I haven’t blogged about breastfeeding in awhile. A couple of months ago, that was all I blogged about.

That’s because a couple months ago, that was all I thought about. It consumed my life. It wasn’t just the fact that, as a newborn, Norah needed to be fed constantly. It was the fact that no matter how much I wanted to, I couldn’t feed her. My body wouldn’t let me. Breastfeeding was NOT working for us.

Fast forward to today, when I had said this exact thing to my hubby:

“I don’t know how we’re ever going to get her to take a bottle or eat solids. I feel like there needs to be consistency. I need to just pick a meal every day and stick with it. But, it’s so much work. Breastfeeding is just so much easier.”

Honestly, if you would have told me I would be saying something like that back in March, I would have laughed in your face. Then I would have cried. Just because, back then, pretty much everything made me cry.

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Cry It Out: My Baby, My Method, My Way

Let’s be honest with ourselves here. Who, as a parent, hasn’t let their baby cry for a little bit while they were trying to get something done, go to the bathroom, eat, regain some sense of sanity, etc.?

We can’t do it all. We only have two arms for a reason. And, maybe that reason is so that we have to put baby down every now and again in order to be a functioning person. It’s evolutionary. Right? Maybe?

Maybe babies are meant to be left alone every once in a while.

As I’m saying all of this I can hear the collective groans of parents around the world who are completely against the Cry It Out (CIO) method. But, before you go and verbally slay me in the comments, give me a chance to explain what I’m really talking about.

I promise, it’s not as heartless as it might seem.

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6 Things I Couldn’t Live Without At One Month But Haven’t Touched Since Two

It’s funny how much can change in such a short time. As a parent, I feel like somewhere between months two and three I have really started to get the hang of my new role. Yes, I expect that will all change soon, as Norah’s on the brink of entering her 4th leap, the 4 month sleep regression, and I’m pretty sure she’ll start teething in the middle of all of it, just to keep things super interesting.

But, still, I feel like my confidence as a mom has picked up. With this, the number of baby accessories I need has decreased. Here are six things I couldn’t live without the first month of mothering that I haven’t touched in the last (at least) 4 weeks.

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My First Mother’s Day!

I was seriously so excited for my first Mother’s Day. Like, more excited than Christmas kind of excited. I’ve been looking forward to it for weeks!

Why? I don’t really know. I mean, it was a great day! But, it wasn’t the day itself that I was looking forward to. I think it was the idea that made me so excited. It’s another thing that makes it really official: I’m a mom.

I know that celebrating Mother’s Day doesn’t make me any more of a mom than I was the day before. But, it’s the whole experience. The process of becoming “more a mom” every day.

I know they say it comes naturally. And, in so many ways, it does. But, I’m still learning (and, I have a feeling I’ll spend the rest of my life learning) what it really means to be a mom. With each milestone we hit, whether it be something Norah does for the first time, or taking her to see the Easter bunny, or my first Mother’s Day, I feel like I’m slipping more and more into my new role.

And I really do mean “slipping” because some days it feels like I’m just making it up, just slipping and sliding along, trying to balance being a mom, wife, and full-time worker.

But, on my First Mother’s Day, I decided to only be one thing: a mom. I didn’t do one dish. I didn’t think about work. I didn’t clean or shop or worry about the house. My hubby took care of all of that (he’s pretty awesome like that).

I spent time with my baby girl.

AND I pampered myself. I took a long nap and TWO extra long showers. It was glorious. On top of all that, my hubby surprised me with a beautiful Mother’s Day present!

It might seem a little tacky, but I don’t really care. It’s exactly what I wanted. I want everyone to know I’m a mom. I want everyone to ask me about my baby so I can show her off.

So, to all you mamas out there, whether it’s your first or your fiftieth Mother’s Day, I hope it was as wonderful as mine! Here’s to us!

Not The Post-Mother’s Day Post I Planned On, But…

I just need to take a moment to talk about this man right here.

My best friend, my travel buddy, my constant, and the best daddy my little girl could ever want, need, or ask for.

Since going back to work full time, my hubby has been staying home with Norah. She hasn’t made it easy, but he’s done such a great job. He’s not just been taking care of our baby. He’s been cooking dinner, doing dishes, cleaning the apartment. He’s been doing everything possible to make my life easier.

And when my first Mother’s Day came around, he made it so special. But, I’ll talk about that more in the blog post I had planned (and actually wrote Mother’s Day evening, to be honest). This post isn’t about Mother’s Day day. It’s about Mother’s Day night.

The night I spent sitting up sick and in pain. The night our baby girl decided she wanted to play instead of sleep.

It was the perfect storm. And who guided us through it? My amazing husband! He took care of me while simultaneously taking care of Norah. He did it all without one complaint, one mumble or grumble about being tired. He really is the best man I could have ever wanted to be my husband. I honestly don’t know how I would make it through this whole life thing without him.

So, while yesterday was Mother’s Day, and it was all about me and Norah, the real hero was my hubby. And I feel like that deserves to be mentioned.

My Baby Isn’t Your Baby (And That’s Okay!)

“My baby is sleeping through the night.”
“My baby is grabbing onto toys.”
“My baby is rolling over.”

Well, MY baby isn’t doing any of those things.

Does that mean something is wrong with her? No. Does it mean that I’m not doing a good job as a mom? No.

So, what does it mean?

Absolutely nothing! It means nothing. And I’ve had to remind myself of that. I can’t compare my baby to other babies. And I can’t compare myself as a mom to other moms. It’s okay if Norah’s not sleeping through the night yet. That just means more snuggles and more time together–just the two of us. Maybe she’s not grabbing at toys just yet, but man! she loves books. She has her own personality, and I just love seeing it come out a little more every day.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m not saying that I want other moms to stop bragging about their little ones’ achievements. Believe me, as soon as Norah sleeps through the night for the first time every single person in the blogging/ facebook/ social media world will know about it.

I think it’s great that we share our victories with each other. I think it’s important that we celebrate them together. But, in order to do that, we need to come to a place of complete understanding and acceptance of one very important fact: my baby is not your baby, and that’s okay!

Don’t be discouraged if your baby is still waking up two, three, four times at night. Don’t panic if your baby isn’t rolling over by this time or crawling by that. Let your baby be who they are. Love them and encourage them. And, while you’re at it, encourage the other mamas around you. Celebrate with them. Cry with them. Feel their pain and their excitement. Because being a parent is hard and there’s no one-size-fits-all guide to raising a baby.

Your baby is perfect for you, and you are perfect for them. That’s why they’re your baby. I am the best person in the world to care for Norah. And she is and always will be my little girl. She’ll hit her milestones and in the blink of an eye, she’ll be walking, talking, running, going to school… If she wants to take her time, I’m okay with that. I’m just going to soak up every moment and be in that moment completely.

So, tell me mamas–What awesome thing did your baby do today? I want to celebrate with you!!