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!!

My First Weekend As A Working Mom

This weekend was my first weekend since being back at work. Man! Weekends as a working mom are very different from the weekends I’ve had throughout the rest of my life.

No staying up late with wine, pizza, and Netflix. No staying in bed all day Saturday. No relaxing Sunday curled up with a book.

Nope. My weekends are now split between playing catch up with the housework and (more importantly) catching up on snuggle time with my baby girl!

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Nine Weeks! I might not make it to ten…

Is this a thing? Or, am I the only one struggling through week 9 of my baby’s life? Because let me tell you, these last few days have been a real doozy!

My little Norah went from a happy, quiet, content little angel (I even called her my “angel baby”) to a fussy, hard to settle little bundle of tears (we may or may not have started calling her “devil baby” it’s gotten so bad!).

Her schedule has been thrown off completely, and she spends more time crying when she’s awake than anything else. She has been waking up much more frequently at night (up from once a night to three times a night) and her naps have been short and sporadic.

I have a theory about what’s causing this little regression. Hear me out and please, if any other parents out there have any experience with this, please let me know I’m not alone!

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Read This Before You Give Up On Breastfeeding For Good!

What are the biggest complications facing a breastfeeding mama? From what I’ve gathered, they are:

  • Pain while feeding
  • Baby not gaining weight
  • Supply too low

If you’re a new mom, chances are you’ve faced one or more of these things. I suffered through all of them. It seems like every mom I met during the first few weeks of my baby’s life nodded with sympathy and understanding when I explained my breastfeeding woes. Many of them had given up on breastfeeding earlier than they wanted to. Some had soldiered on but talked about how much it hurt and how they were so thankful when their babies finally weaned.

That was not the experience I wanted. And I did everything in my power to make sure that was not the experience I would have.

I know how heartbreaking it can be to struggle with breastfeeding. I know how lonely and frustrating it is. But, I also know how rewarding it is to make it to the other side. If you’re considering giving up on breastfeeding, give me one post, one chance, to convince you to push through just a little bit longer. If anything, I want to give you hope. Tell you that there is light at the end of the tunnel. Let you know you’re not alone.

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What I Keep at my Breastfeeding Station (And Why You Should, Too)

My “breastfeeding station” is really just a spot on the couch with a little blue basket stuffed full of everything I could ever need to have at arm’s length.

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My “breastfeeding station” is really just a spot on the couch (that’s beginning to get a little indented…) with my boppy, a couple pillows, and a little blue basket I bought from the dollar store stuffed full of everything I could ever need or want at an arm’s length.

I’ve seen a lot of posts about breastfeeding stations and what each woman recommends keeping nearby. This is my list of ultimate must-haves. Trust me, you won’t want to sit down to feed your little one without these things!

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Confessions of a First Time Mom

I feel like I have no idea what I’m doing.

But, then again, I’m sure every first time parent (mom or dad) feels that way. Still, it’s good to admit it, I think. Because if you admit it, then you can start asking for help. And, it’s really true what they say: “it takes a village.”

That’s one confession I think all first time parents understand. Aside from that obvious confession, though, I have a few others and I’m going to share them here.

Please don’t judge me. This is a safe space, right? Sharing is caring? We’re all in this together?

Either way, Here it goes. My first-time-mom confessions.

Note: I’m only a month into this whole thing, so this list may very well grow!

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