That’s an eye catching title! But really, these past few months as a mother have broken down so many privacy barriers. You have no idea! Talking about my boobs is just a non-issue and plenty of people have seen them too, which is a little weird to type out… But you get the point!
Before Jack was born breastfeeding was this big mysterious thing that I didn’t read up on at all. It was like checking a box on a questionnaire without knowing what it truly meant.
Would you like to give your baby a nutritious meal every two hours that will help him grow and give him immunities to all of the illnesses you’ve contracted? Check! Sounds like an awesome plan.
But boy is it harder than it looks.
Life post baby is… different. More stress, less time = Angry skin. Even angrier than before, and my skin is pretty upset a lot of the time.
Eight months later I finally found a product that calms irritation and keeps my skin plump all day.
Yes I just said AF on my blog. Never thought I’d do that, but hey it gets the point across. Also, makes me feel like I’m trying to be trendy. Trust me, I’m not trendy.
The thing I’m coming to learn about parenting is that it does take up all your time, does often require a village, and that it’s totally worth it when your baby smiles for you.
But I’m also trying to accept my shift in identity, and the emotional grief I’ve experienced with that, because it is not something I anticipated. Logically, everyone knows that having a child changes you. You know that your priorities have to shift. What I didn’t comprehend was how deep it went. Until you feel it, I don’t think most people can understand how profoundly your entire being changes.
I’ve been a parent for 6 weeks now and boy has it been a learning experience. Today I’m going to share with you the products and practices that helped keep me and Chris sane during the month and half so far. This post has been sponsored by UPRIGHT, an innovative product that helps train your posture – which has been so helpful to me when it comes to breastfeeding.
Before I share these new parent tips, have you noticed anything different? Don’t you love the new blog makeover? I’m so happy to finally be in the 21st century now. I’ve loved my blog look over the years, but my site has never been easy to use on mobile so I’m glad to have upgraded.
Now, onto my tips. Don’t forget to comment your thoughts on both this topic and my new site. I’d love to know your opinion.
When you become a parent, suddenly your whole life and all of your time belongs to someone else and that is not an easy transition to make. Chris and I have had some trouble “shifting” our identity, so to speak. No matter how much you love your child, transitioning into a caregiver role changes you and that’s not always easy to cope with.
Here are the three things that have helped with the process.
It’s official, Chris and I made a baby. With our own hands! …Or bodies. Either way, this is our creation. Probably the best thing we’ll ever do. This little cutie pie is going to take over the world.
It all started the week of August 22, when I caught a pretty nasty cold. If you know anything about me, you know this is a big deal. I don’t get sick. At all. It’s just not a thing my body does. So when I told my doctor I had fever and the shakes for a week, she told me to come in as soon as I could because she wanted to check me out and possibly induce me. I told her I’d give it a little more to get better before coming in. And I did get better! I was really hoping Jack could stay in my womb for a little longer, but that wasn’t part of his plan it seems! So I was feeling pretty good on Wednesday, August 31, when I did come into the office for my checkup.
So I was feeling pretty good on Wednesday, August 31, when I did come into the office for my checkup.
But then during my pelvic exam, my OBGYN says “Are you sure your not feeling contractions already?” Cue the panic. “No. Why?”
I am seven months pregnant, holy crap!
Hey there, Kind Friends. Today I’m going into some details about my seventh month of pregnancy. It’s insane to me that I have less than two months to go until Chris and I get to meet the little alien/monkey in my stomach (also known as Jack).
As of the time I’m writing this, I’m 31 weeks pregnant, so one week shy of eight months. Insert my freaking out face here, because I just did that math now and I had no idea I was already almost done with my seventh month! To say I feel underprepared is an understatement, especially since Chris and I are just starting to set up the house now and don’t even have a crib or car seat yet. Yeah, it’s #CrunchTime.