I'm about to talk about breastfeeding. If this bothers you, please read one of my past posts or go check out another blog. I won't hold it against you. It's 11:30 pm and I am feeling very happy right now. After a long day of travel for a family wedding (7 hours in the car,… Continue reading Breastfeeding joys
When dealing with autoimmunity, balance is pretty important. You don't want to overdo your exercise, but that's not an excuse to just let it go. Today was a stroller day. I love wearing my little one close and try to do it as often as I can, but I also recognize the fact that it… Continue reading Some days are stroller days
It's amazing how different each child is from the next. This is our second teething baby (toddler, at this point, but I'm in denial) and how different it is! Big Brother was fairly peaceful about it; a little Camilia and his amber necklace was generally all he needed. Little Brother...well, he seems to have a few… Continue reading Teething blues
I sit on the couch with Little Brother beside me, his small hand resting on my knee, warm and relaxed. We are observing the goings-on outside our living room window together, and I quietly talk to him about what we see. He decides to crawl around the couch, back and forth under my supervisory gaze,… Continue reading Mother-Son Moment
Well, today was a day. Big Brother decided to unroll an entire roll of toilet paper and shove it into the toilet, just so he could have the tube to play with. Then he tried to flush. And then he decided to try plunging to see if that would help. "A" for effort, buddy. He… Continue reading 4-year-old + toilet = ?
I said that to Big Brother today while he was making letters out of blocks because he exclaimed 'Look, it's an I! Like mama!'. He had been making the letter I and saying 'I like I love you!' which was adorable and accurate. After the phrase left my lips, I realized how true it can… Continue reading There is no “I” in Mama
For whatever reason, Little Brother has gone from being a great sleeper to the kind of baby who reminds you somewhat of a drunken friend who is staggering around while trying to assure you they're "totally fine". If I didn't have another child to care for, this would be quite amusing - he crawls around… Continue reading Sleepy baby
I'm not a fan of the catchphrase "breast is best!" being shouted from the rooftops by people who think babies should only be fed breastmilk. It perpetuates the polarization of mothers: breastmilk vs formula, instead of just supporting one another in parenthood, which is a tough enough job to begin with. That being said, I… Continue reading Let them eat [milk]!
We visited with two of my lovely great-aunts last weekend and spent the day catching up with them; I hadn't seen them in quite some time, my husband had only met them once, and neither of the boys had been introduced yet. Big Brother had a grand time playing dress up and discovering some charming… Continue reading Family time
The other day, my husband asked Big Brother if he could have anything in the world that he could want, what would he have...and his answer was possibly the most adorable thing ever. "Probably Mama." I was then showered with his affection in the form of kisses, hugs, and doe-eyed smiley gazes for the next… Continue reading Special moments