I thought this week would still be all about surviving a newborn…lack of sleep, those shrill cries of hunger, never ending diapers and so on. But no…it was more about helping Mabel survive week two since Millie was pretty much handling it fine on her own (she only cries when she wants to eat and…
I’m a Sisterhood of Motherhood Partner but as always my thoughts are 100% my own. There’s no sugarcoating it…motherhood is hard. And without support it can be even harder. I know this all too well. With Mabel, I’ll be the first to admit I was in a bit of shock after delivery and the title…
I had forgotten how quickly the first few weeks fly by. Millie was born thirteen days ago and they already seem like a blur. Between doctor appointments for her and for me, visits from family and serious lack of sleep, everything has been melting into one crazy yet satisfying week and a half of my…
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Now that Baby Girl is here (she actually arrived a lot earlier than I thought she would!), I guess it’s time for me to officially introduce her to everyone. I hadn’t kept it a secret on purpose, we just hadn’t truly decided what her name was going to be until the last few weeks. And…
The big three seven…37 weeks and 3 days. And you know what that means? It’s safe to deliver/go into labor from here on out! First off…if you haven’t checked/entered here…you need to! As for this week – I don’t have a midwife appointment (I should but long story short…my appointments got a little oddly scheduled…
Sitting on my couch in the quiet early morning typing this. The husband has already dashed off to work. Mabel is still sleeping. Toddler toys are strewn across my living room floor. Baby #2 is lightly moving in my belly; there isn’t much room left for her. And my mind is constantly thinking… Life is…