“During pregnancy, we are stripping away the maiden and stepping into the role of mother. It can throw the ego into a frenzy causing us to question our self identity. Pregnancy, for the woman, is her initiation into motherhood.”
There might not be anything on Earth that is as funny AND equally terrifying as mom rage. If you haven’t seen this wife’s reaction to her husband telling her that their son got a hold of the clippers and buzzed his own hair, you’re seriously missing out.
Savannah’s Nursery Reveal
While I love all of the beautiful photos of women nursing newborns and am a huge advocate for breastfeeding, it is a FULL TIME job and not an easy one. With my son I had an extremely difficult time producing enough milk so I had to supplement with formula which pretty much made me feel like a failure. It was devastating to me. With Savannah, while I don’t have a problem producing this go around I have had extremely rough days. I am completely sleep deprived which is no bueno for anyone and she can get extremely fussy at the breast for reasons I have yet to understand. I had a major meltdown last Thursday when, after weeks of feeding fine, she would not latch. My three year old kept running into the room just as I would get her calm and just about ready to sleep and she would awake in a screaming fit. I then would yell at him to leave the room when all he wanted to do was play with me which made him scream and cry which, in turn, made me scream and cry and the cycle continued. My husband came home to a house full of tears and “suggested” I quit nursing. I did stick with it and eventually we fell into a calmer routine and things are back on track. But, man it was tough for a bit. I just wanted to share how difficult breastfeeding can be and you have to do […]
Is There A Best Or Worst Stage Of Raising Children? The Answer Is No. So Stop Telling People There Is.
Each stage of raising children is precious for its own reasons. The innocent, helpless babies who epitomize the beauty of life. The wonder of watching toddlers learn and grow. The hilarity and sweetness of pre- and grade school ages. The pride of watching teens develop into themselves and helping them find their footing in the world. And the enormous love that comes from learning to trust and let them go. There’s no career or life experience that compares to the enormity of having children. But, let’s be honest. Sometimes they’re little shits -all of them- who drive us to the absolute edge of our own sanity. And it’s okay to say it. Sometimes, we’re driven to that edge through the sheer chaos of life, not through any fault of their or our own. And it’s okay to say that, too. None of this means that you don’t love your life, your children, or motherhood with a heart that is ten times bigger than you ever knew possible. I thought we were all in agreement about that, but I’m reminded sometimes that we’re not.
I’m over here trying to stay on top of shit like whoah! Here was my day, which began at 1am then 3am and then again at 4am. Savannah isn’t so much a big eater as she is a snacker. She loves to snack. Which pretty much means she is attached to my boob all day long. All. Day. Long. I am pretty sure I am missing some very important part of the whole breastfeeding process which affords moms the opportunity to do things like pee and eat more than half eaten leftover cereal bars for lunch but for now I am just winging it and this is my life.
Please forgive the hiatus as I have been in a complete baby bubble for the past 7 weeks! While my son arrived 10 days before his due date, my youngest daughter decided she was quite comfortable where she was and at 41.5 weeks pregnant I still hadn’t gone into labor.
We welcomed our baby girl to the world on December 12, 2016! So, for all of those out there hashtagging #fuck2016, I have to respectfully disagree.
For those who are wondering, Jessica and her family welcomed her beautiful baby girl into the world on Monday. Mom and baby are doing well. As we wait with baited breath for Jessica to start showering us with adorable, snuggly photos, I’d like to take a moment to discuss just how unfair the discrepancies of pregnancy can be. I mean, look at this woman.
And by we, I mean Jessica.