A fellow multiple mom one of my Facebook groups posted today about feeling frustrated with her 3.5-year-olds and feeling like she needs a break. I could read the guilt in her post as clear as if “GUILT” had been every other word she wrote. The only thing worse than feeling like you want to throttle your kids is feeling like… Read more »
At my six-week postpartum follow-up appointment, I had lost 40 lbs from the day I delivered Emmett and Miles. I was 20 lbs below my pre-pregnancy weight. I was also still 20 lbs higher than my “happy weight,” but still thinner than I had been in years of back-t0-back pregnancies and stressful day-to-day life. During my pregnancy, I was grateful… Read more »
Last Monday night, Emmett threw up. A lot. It was disgusting. Little did we know, it was only a shadow of what was to come. Here’s the short version: 10 person-days of vomiting 23 person-days of diarrhea 10 person-days of fever 1 febrile seizure 1 ambulance ride 2 ER treatments 2 urgent care evaluations 2 pediatrician evaluations The first time… Read more »
I had my first confirmed miscarriage in July 2010. I say “confirmed” because I believe there was one before that, but I hadn’t tested yet and I don’t know for sure. I was devastated. I was lost. And I felt very, very alone. People kept telling me how common miscarriages are, that there would be other babies, that I should… Read more »
Part of the reason things have been so quiet around here is that the Family-in-Training — Daddy-in-Training, Mommy-in-Training, Miles, Emmett, a bullmastiff, a pug, and a Lynx Point Siamese cat — recently moved from Central Virginia to West Central Florida. It was a 14-hour drive with two babies, two dogs, and a cat that literally meowed. the. whole. time. I’ve never… Read more »