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New Feature: My Son is Crying because…

If you’ve ever had a toddler, you know how tantrums can ensue from just about anything!

Emmett recently entered the freak out, about anything phase, of toddler-hood. We’ll be going along perfectly happy, when all of a sudden it hits… the TANTRUM-MONSTER.

Dun dun dunnnnn…

Some of his tantrums are just so funny, and actually take quite a lot of work to not laugh. I was expecting this, people write about the terrible, tanrumy twos all the time, but I had no idea exactly what I was in for.

It is because of these tantrums that I wanted to start a new series on my blog – My Son is Crying because… 🙂 I’m sure you’ve seen the pretty popular site, Reasons My Son is Crying, well I want to take a spin and add a similar idea to my blog. I’m telling you, some these are pretty funny!

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5 Tips I wish I’d Know as a New Mom

Life as a new mom, can very difficult but You Can Be Better Prepared.

When you’re pregnant for the first time, and the days, weeks and months are slooowly creeping by, you are left wondering, am I prepared for this?

Oh momma, you’re prepared, but there are some additional things that other mommies may not have shared with you.

I had so many people say that mom’s don’t always share what actually happens after having a baby because they don’t want to scare women away. I say, to hell with that! Nothing would have scared me away from having a baby, but if I had known then, what I know now, my experience as a brand new mom might have been bit smoother.

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Your Love for Your Newborn Will Grow and Change as a New Mom.

I’ve loved Emmett from the moment I knew I was pregnant. I felt him grow and move and kick inside the womb and there was an instant connection to him once he was born. However, I struggled in the beginning because when he was first in my arms, I felt affection for him but my heart wasn’t bursting with love right off the bat. There was nothing wrong with me, and there is nothing wrong with you, if you should feel this way.

This new, beautiful little bundle is coming in and changing your life completely, it doesn’t mean you don’t care for him (or her) or that you wouldn’t do anything for them, it simply means you need time to adjust. You have too much else going on in your life, that you don’t need to put added pressure on yourself to feel any differently than how you’re feeling.

Postpartum Depression (PPD) Isn’t a Joke!

Obviously, I knew going into having a baby that there was a chance that I would feel mopey or sad, but I completely underestimated how mopey and sad I’d actually feel. No one shares how bad it can be. Not one single other mom said to me, watch out for how you’re feeling after you have Emmett. Sure, I’d read about it, and my OB-GYN had mentioned it but I was in no way prepared for the swing of hormones that were racing through me. All of which, lead me to feel sad and ready to kill myself one minute and so undeniably blissful the next. I thought something was seriously wrong with me, that nothing would ever feel right again, which is probably why I had so many issues with #1. Thank goodness for my doctor, Seamus and a dear close friend, reminded me of what was going on in my body, and allowed me to cry to them without a lick of judgement. They only ever wanted me to feel better and I did, eventually.

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 Breastfeeding Isn’t Easy, but You CAN Do It!

In the midst of dealing with the beginnings of my PPD, I was trying to get my newborn son to latch and nurse and gain weight. I knew before having Emmett that I would breastfeed him, but in the back of my mind I knew there was always formula if I needed it. I regret thinking this way, I should have never entertained the idea that formula existed and that my son might drink it, I believe this is what led to most of my trouble with breastfeeding, because I was always so willing to just give up.

Emmett’s first night was a tough one, he was latching but not really sucking because he’d fall asleep at my breast. The next night, was the night he went through his cluster feeds, he’d wake up and cry every 2 hours or so to eat. I was exhausted and just wanted to sleep, I almost admitted defeat and allowed him to be fed formula. Once again, thank goodness for Seamus, he gently pushed and encouraged me to keep doing what I was doing, reminding me that the next night would be easier and he was right. Each subsequent night got easier and easier, and now we’re old pros (yes, Emmett is still breastfed today at 13 months old).

I encourage you to reach out to support groups, lacation consultants and friends who have breastfed. Surround yourself with people who will support your desires, not belittle them or make you feel crazy for wanting to give your child the very VERY best, despite the extra effort it takes in the beginning.

Breastfeeding Will Likely Hurt in the Beginning but Your Body is Made to Adjust.

As with anything worth doing, it requires extra effort and perseverance. The first several times that Emmett would latch, it was wrong, but I didn’t know it was wrong. His mouth wasn’t open wide enough, which leads to a shallow latch and potentially cracked nipples. Thankfully our hospital had lactation consultants on duty 7 days a week, who were very VERY helpful. They watched Emmett latch, showed me what he was doing wrong and how to fix it, they shared the phrase, “shove with love,” which basically means that once you have the baby’s mouth open wide enough and your nipple inserted, to gently shove the baby on until you feel him latch. It worked like a charm and it was because of these women that I had such success.

The other thing is, it hurt a lot, in the beginning, but with patience and lots and lots of Medela Lanolin (I recommend you buy this now, if you plan to breastfeed), I healed and breastfeeding became a pleasurable time for me and my baby to spend together.

You will bleed lots and lots and LOTS!

Again, one of those things that people had mentioned to me but never quite stressed how bad it would be. The hospital gives you pads that resemble adult diapers, but in the first few days, even those you’ll soak through quickly. Most hospitals will load you up with pads before you walk out their door, but once you run out of those you’re probably wondering what you should buy next. I went with Stayfree Ultra Thin Overnight Pads and they worked perfectly! They weren’t the bulky pillows from the hospital, but they still soaked up so much blood, I never worried whether I was going to overflow it, which is a huge accomplishment considering how much comes out of you at a time.

There you have it, my top 5 things I wished I’d known before delivering Emmett. My goal isn’t to scare you, but to share what REALLY happens after birth, so that you’re prepared and can stop PPD in its tracks.

Your turn!

What tips do you wish you’d had before becoming a new mom?

Any questions you have that I can help you work through?

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Dear Emmett,

Do you realize that there is only 3 more months until you are a year old? This blows my mind! At this time last year, your father and I were anxiously awaiting your birth and here we are a year later, having the time our lives.

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We celebrated your first Easter this month. Your dad and I didn’t decorate, dye eggs or get you an Easter basket because we knew you’d probably be getting one from your Grammy, we weren’t wrong. You got the cutest basket from her, it is a monkey’s head and inside of it was a stuffed peep (since you can’t eat the marshmallow ones yet), a VERY cute barn with 4 different farm animals in it that make noise and a chicky bird sippy bottle. I think there might have been one more thing in there but I’m drawing a complete blank. It was really cute stuff and I really love the barn, I can’t wait until your a little bit older and can play with the animals with me.

You are so SO mobile! I remember when we used to be able to put you down on the floor to play and you would stay there, now, no way! The second you hit the floor you move, move, move. You continue to do your army crawl, where your right arm is straight out, pulling, your left is bent underneath your chest pushing you forward and your legs every once in awhile will give a good push but mainly it is your arms doing the work. You still get up on your hands and knees and rock back and forth but you haven’t yet done any “formal” crawling, who cares, though!? You are able to get around perfectly well the way you do it now. You’ve become really really good at doing planks and downward dog, obviously you have no idea they’re called that but you have inspired me to start planking or doing downward dog when you are doing them. So thanks for the motivation! 🙂

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Going along with your crawling, you’ve also become really good at standing. Your dad or I can stand you up, holding onto your crib or pack ‘n play and you stand there all on your own for long stretches of time. You actually love it quite a bit because now you can watch your daddy cook. At the start of the month, you were just standing there for a little bit and then falling down, now you like coasting along the side. So if I am in my bedroom and you want to see what I’m doing you’ll slowly inch your way around to the other side so you can see me. You’ve also pretty much mastered sitting down from standing. Initially you’d just let go and fall, sometimes you’d land on your back other times on your butt but at this point, most of the time you land your on your bottom in a sitting up position.

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We’ve even experimented with your toy motorcycle that you can use as a walking prop. When we set it up so that you can hold on and walk behind it, you’re pretty good at taking 3 or 4 steps before you stop and sit down. You seem to get tired or bored of doing this because you’ll only do it once or twice but you’re getting better and better. Sooner or later, you will be walking and then, everybody better watch out!

In your classroom at school they have short plie bar attached to a mirror and then attached to the wall. You love that thing! The second your teacher puts you up on it and you start looking at yourself in the mirror you start talking. You yell and smile, babble and grunt, you just adore it. Your teacher also tells us that you are very talkative, that all day you are making some sort of noises. I have a feeling your dad and I are in for it. But I’m pretty sure I was a talkative toddler, so it only makes sense.

Midway through the month, your dad and I started to get a little nervous that maybe you weren’t getting enough solid foods down. You were definitely getting enough breast milk but at around 9 months you start needing the nutrients from whole foods. We considered starting to give you more pureed food and we even pureed some sweet potatoes for you, but in the end our worries were for nothing. You are a champion eater! You are now eating and swallowing pretty much everything without any trouble, this includes meats like chicken, pork or steak. Vegetables and fruit are no match for you, you grab them tight and chomp away. It has been quite the experience watching your eating abilities grow with each passing week.

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You love to play with everything but mostly with items you shouldn’t be playing with. Your favorites tend to be the outlet that is strangely in the floor, that we’ve put an outlet cover over but you still want to crawl on over and take it out. You also love grabbing for the cable box and Blu-ray player, which gives your dad a heart attack nearly every time (understandably). I’m personally, not looking forward to when you can reach the TV because that is one expensive piece of equipment and it would be very sad if it got damaged. We’ll just need to be extra vigilant when we get to that point.

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We continue to teach you the signs for different words so that it makes it easier for us all to communicate before you are able to speak. Last month you conquered milk and continue to do a great job with that, this month, we’re pretty sure that you’ve mastered “more.” We use it mostly to ask if you want more food, or for you to ask us for more food. We’re still working on “diaper” and “all done.” I have no doubt you will get both of those very soon.

You and I are doing swimming lessons and you are having a blast! When the other babies are bothered by the chilly water or even just being in the water, there you are, happy as a clam, splashing and smiling. I’m so happy we can experience this together. Since before you were born I knew I wanted to do a mommy and me class but couldn’t find one that was the right fit for us, swimming is perfect and something I’m good at. My hope is to continue doing these classes together until you’re 24 months, when you’ll have to start doing the classes on your own with a swim teacher.

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Speaking of water, bath time is a blast! Getting you squeaky clean isn’t the easiest because you like to move and squirm but once that part is done, playing with your toys is the best. I’m not sure how it got started, but one day I started calling your toes vinegar toes, now every time I wash them I say that, it’s pretty funny. You have started moving around in the tub to reach your toys or the hose and sometimes you’ll turn your little self around and moon your daddy and I, thank goodness it is such a cute dupa. You like when I lay you back and let you float with my hand underneath your back, it seems like you find it so relaxing. I think if your dad and I let you, you’d stay in the tub forever.

Your 9 month doctor’s appointment is on May first, so I don’t have any of your weight or height information to share this month, but I’ll make sure I include them next month. I am anxious to see what you weigh and how tall you are because you just seem so ginormous.

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Well Emmett, my happy beautiful boy, I love every precious moment I get to spend with you and can’t wait to see what is on the horizon this go round.

XO

Living in the Moment

I was laying on the floor playing with Emmett tonight and in my head I’m running down the laundry list of things I need to get done before bed and then stressing because it was already seven and we hadn’t even eaten dinner yet. In the midst of all that mess, it hit me, I am not living in the moment, I am not taking the time to enjoy my son as he is right now. I am constantly thinking ahead to what I’m going to do next, never spending time enjoying what is actually going on around me. I’m beginning to think that one of the biggest sources of my depression is not actually ‘living’ and just coasting through. Trying to figure out how I am going to get to everything else.

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Constantly focusing on what you are not doing would bring anyone down. So I need to look at it as, I am playing with Emmett, he is one of my favorite people in the whole wide world, the (cleaning, laundry, dishes, etc.) don’t matter, he DOES. What could possibly mean more than time with him? In my effort to get happier this year, I want to learn how to live in the moment. To feel live, think and breathe each second as it is happening.

I’m looking for input on how you stay centered and focused on what is going on around you at that exact moment because I just do not know how to do this yet.

Please feel free to share ANY advice you might have that you think might help! I am open to all opinions!

 

Faster Than a Speeding Bullet

That’s how fast today flew by!

It was my first day back in the office, as sad as I was to leave Emmett, I was excited to get back to work and have interaction with adults. The day went very smoothly and incredibly quickly, by the time I realized it, it was 3 pm.

Tuesdays, Emmett is babysat by my sister so for my first day back to work, it was nice to not have to worry about getting bottles and clothes ready to go because she comes here. It also makes it easier to leave him because I know he is getting one on one attention and is being well cared for. She sent me loads of updates and since I can just text her it was easy to check-in. I really can’t complain about today, overall it went pretty well!

I think the hardest part for me now is that when I get home from work I only have an hour or two with him before he goes to bed and those two hours FLY! I’ve contemplated putting him to bed later but he just seems to naturally want to go to bed between 7 and 8. I wish there was a way to slow time down between the hours of 5 and 7, start moving in sloooow motion.

Here’s one of the pics my sister sent me…

Last night after after we had put Emmett to bed we broke into our wedding cake. We actually froze our cake and stored it in our freezer for the last year. I know so many people just serve the top layer at the wedding and order the exact same cake they had for the wedding, fresh. Well, I am a traditionalist and wanted to have our actual wedding cake.

Frozen cake!

My mom did a fantastic job of sealing it up because it came out looking beautiful and tasted really good, not at all like it had been sitting in our freezer for a year.

How was everyone’s Monday Tuesday (obviously, it’s MY Monday)?

Returning to Work

I write this post with a very heavy heart. I’ve been working from home since October 8th, which means that I’ve been home with Emmett and still able to get the work done that I’ve needed to do. As of the 23rd, I will be returning to work in the office and Emmett will be going to day care. I am heartbroken, not because I don’t like my job, it’s quite the opposite actually, but because for the past 3 months I have not been apart from Baby Doodah for more than three hours at a time and I don’t mind in the slightest.

I know there are probably quite a few people who would tell me that it’s time to cut ties a little, let him grow wings and fly, yadda yadda but I am happy with the way my family has developed and I’m sad that work is going to change the dynamic I’ve grown use to.

I’ve already been crying on and off about being away from him for so long, because of this and because of the advice of a good friend, my husband and I decided taking Emmett to day care on a day when I’m still at home would be best. This will give me the chance to cry in private and have the comfort and support of my husband. His first day will be this Friday so that means tomorrow, Thursday, is my last full day with him. Yes, I’ll have weekends but being apart from him most days will be so different and very difficult.

Maternity leave is such a tease! You get to spend an endless amount of time with your child but eventually it comes to an end and so very rapidly, then you’re back to work and you only get to see your little one after 5 pm. The nights will fly by too quickly and he’ll be in bed, asleep before I’ve even had a chance to breathe.

I love my job and the people I work with, so it certainly isn’t any anxiety that comes from doing my work, it’s purely being apart from my beautiful little boy. If only he could come and be my desk gnome. 😉

I realize I shouldn’t mope and complain and that I should be grateful that I have such an amazing family and a fantastic job but I promise you, if you’re ever in my situation, you will most likely have similar feelings, at least in the beginning.

I’m going to try to keep my chin up and a smile on my face but if you happen to bump into me online or in person on Friday or next week, please share a kind word or a comforting smile because I can almost guarantee I will need it.

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