Just a couple weeks ago I posted about how my newborn caused life to slow down. Who was I kidding? That was then and this is now. Since my husband’s paternity leave ended and I’ve been home with the baby by myself, things have stayed slow (I can only move so fast with a baby […]Read more "Too busy to sleep"
Did you know that April is Cesarean Awareness Month? Neither did I. It seems like there’s a special month, week or day for everything. April 11 was National Pet Day and social media was flooded with photos of our furry friends. Hopefully, you remembered to post a photo of your brother(s) or sister(s) to Facebook […]Read more "C-section Awareness Month my ass"
Our baby is one-month-old today! He was four weeks old on Tuesday, but we’ve decided that we’re going to count his monthly milestones on the 22nd of every month. I asked around and everyone said it was up to our discretion to count however we want. Leigh must weigh at least 10 pounds now. We […]Read more "One month old"
I treasure every minute (well, most minutes) being up with my infant in the middle of the night. Late night feedings are a super special time between mother and child. Breastfeeding is something only a momma can provide. It’s made by the mom’s body just for her baby. If I thought pregnancy was miraculous, breast […]Read more "Late nights"
In parenthood, once you have a routine down, it’s bound to change (especially with a newborn). Stages come and go so fast, it’s hard to keep up. Well, this week we ended the ‘paternity leave’ era and entered ‘stay at home mom’ period. When my husband went back to work, I cried as he said goodbye […]Read more "Two is better than one"
I’m guilty of saying that my son is perfect. He’s only three weeks old and I feel like he can do no wrong. Leigh has been a perfect child since birth. He’s perfectly healthy. He’s perfectly beautiful. He’s just amazing. I realize that I won’t always feel this way. Things will change. The postpartum hormones making […]Read more "Perfection"
When I was only a few months old, my mother’s grandfather passed away. The man from whom Leigh gets his middle name, Nathaniel Walker, was only in my life for a short time. I obviously don’t remember meeting him but that doesn’t mean he didn’t have a presence in my life. He obviously did, we […]Read more "Pears and polish sausage"