*Disclaimer: If you don’t get the reference of the post title, you may not like what comes next.*
Friends. I have to admit something to you all and I’ll try to do it in less than 4.3 million words. I’m afraid I’ve been trying to fit a square peg (me) into a round hole (this blog).VIEW POST
Well, it’s over. My twelve weeks of blissful baby snuggles ended with my return to work today. I have dreaded this day, not because I don’t want to go back to work, but because the thought of leaving the tiny human that has not been out of my sight for more than an hour since her invention with essentially a stranger is enough to break my soul. I spent so much time preparing my daughter for her first day at “school”, that I completely forgot one BIG thing I should have done to prepare for my return to work.VIEW POST
Leave it to me to find the most obscure and bizarre post partum affliction available. I hadn’t a clue that D-MER was even a thing until it happened to me. Oh what’s that you say… you’ve never heard of it? You’re in good company because basically 99% of the population hasn’t either. Who has ever heard of depression when breastfeeding?! Well now I have, so today let’s chat about D-MER, or Dysphoric Milk Ejection reflex, what it is, my experience with it, and what can be done about it.
I just love a good birth story. Maybe it’s my nosy nature, or maybe I just find birth that fascinating, but either way, when I see one pop up, I’m intrigued. In my last few weeks of pregnancy, I can’t even tell you how many times I searched “second time mom birth story”, as if the stories of others would somehow give me an indication of what to expect for my second birth. Spoiler alert: They didn’t. One of the things that you will hear from your care provider and doula the most is (annoyingly) that every birth is different. And they are. But alas, if you’re a momma-to-be searching for answers, or if you’re one of my nosy curious friends, then here is MY second time mom birth story of my sweet little hurricane baby.
Thirty-nine weeks + one day pregnant as I write this and I don’t even know what I’m going to say. Sitting here ready to crawl out of my own skin, I just had to do something before I fidget myself into a mental breakdown, and I thought “random thought-vomit BLOG POST!” So here you go my friends… the unfiltered thoughts of a nearly insane, ridiculously pregnant woman, who is BEYOND over it. A.k.a. My thoughts before baby number two.
I do not play when it comes to sleep. It’s important, we all need it, most of us don’t get enough of it. When I got pregnant this time around, I knew we needed to upgrade out of our queen bed to accommodate my growing belly and the mountain of supportive pillows it would require. Thus began our journey for the perfect mattress. Thankfully, we fumbled our way into the most comfortable king size mattress ever.
Friends, I had a hard time with this one. Not only because it’s a great feat of physics to appropriately dress a pregnant body, but also because I’m fashionably challenged (that phrase is TM by me) even with a “normal” body. I looked at Pinterest for weeks trying to find something that I thought might be half photo-worthy. After searching for basically all of my second trimester, I’d resolved that I’d have to spend over $100 to get the flowy, comfy, goddessy style dress that my heart desired. Turns out I was wrong! Here is the dress that got my vote for what to wear for maternity photos, as well as a peek at some of our pics because I just couldn’t resist!
Exhaustion has been taken to new levels around here folks. I am now solidly 8.5 months pregnant and the struggle to sit, stand, and/or sleep comfortably is epic. In addition to that, being the parenting GENIUS that I am, I decided that now (40 days away from newborn) was the time to transition our two year old to her “big girl bed.” Turned out to be a big girl mistake.
In light of the bajillions (that’s an approximate number) of Portuguese Man-O-Wars that have washed ashore here on the east coast of Florida of the last few days, I thought I would share my personal experience with this devil creature from back in 2011. Here, is how to treat a Portuguese Man-O-War Sting, and exactly what it feels like!
This gorgeous flower wall installation is my favorite project for baby girl’s nursery so far! It was so easy that I kinda feel bad even calling it a DIY that is worthy of a tutorial, but nevertheless, here it is! If you have $50 and one hour, you can create this DIY Flower Wall Installation too!
