Our baby is here!
Leading up to the birth, I’d been hoping for a more pleasant delivery experience than last time, and I got it! It wasn’t the all-natural birth that I’d always wanted, but it was wonderful nonetheless. Like last time, this was a relatively long labor. Before going to the hospital, I’d been . . . → Read More: Worth the Wait
Two years ago, my daughter Linnea was born at around 6:00 a.m. on her due date. You can’t get much more “on time” than that! So I was quite shocked when my due date rolled around last Wednesday and nothing happened. I’ve been having little contractions, but nothing to suggest that a baby is about . . . → Read More: Waiting
As we wait for your new brother or sister to arrive, I want to document this important moment in our lives! You won’t be able to read this for a few years, but I want you to know what an impact you’ve had on me. When women first become mothers, it’s not uncommon . . . → Read More: Letter to My Firstborn Child
I’ve had my eye on something called “New Mama Bottom Spray” for a few weeks now, and I finally splurged on it this morning at Whole Foods Market. Made by Earth Mama Angel Baby, the product claims to provide cooling relief for postpartum vaginal soreness and swelling, episiotomies, and hemorrhoids, because, as the company says . . . → Read More: It’s Hard to Feel Tops
As my due date approaches, I’m starting to get nervous about all of the change that is about to take place. Josh, Linnea, and I have a nice routine down, and soon, we’ll be back to the craziness of welcoming an infant into our lives. Bring on the spit-up, the middle-of-the-night feedings, and the whole . . . → Read More: The Big Sister
I’ve been told that I try to do too much. Earlier this year, a friend told me that she doesn’t like it when I blog about how tired or overwhelmed I am. “It doesn’t make me feel empathy for you,” she said. “It makes me want to tell you not to do so much.”
I . . . → Read More: Relaxation for Dummies
Almost two years ago, Josh and I went out for our first date after becoming parents. It was a beautiful spring evening, and we left the baby with her grandparents while we ate at a cozy neighborhood restaurant in Southwest Minneapolis. I enjoyed a delicious glass of red wine as we waited for our food, . . . → Read More: Breastfeeding or Nursing?
Lately, my toddler has become quite the independent girl. During our bedtime stories, she wants to sit next to me in the glider rather than on my lap. I’m okay with it, because it’s still quite cozy, and it doesn’t affect my ability to do a mean Little Nutbrown Hare or Little Engine That Could. This . . . → Read More: Our Collective Width