Finding Strength After Loss

Oct 22, 2014 by

Last week, I almost missed a very important day had it not been for my Facebook feed filled with posts commemorating Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day on October 15th. In fact, the entire month of October is dedicated to those who have suffered this loss. As I scrolled through friends’ status updates on their experiences and read heartbreaking blog posts about loss, I was reminded of my experience and the long journey to having my now eight month old son.

Three and a half years ago, I found out I was pregnant with our second child on St. Patrick’s Day. I resisted taking a home pregnancy test before then because I wanted to find out what I had been suspecting on a special day my family would always remember.  When the little stick turned positive my husband and I felt pure joy and disbelief at how easy it was to conceive the second time around. This time, I felt a stronger sense of preparedness, having lived through being a first-time mother. This time, I knew what I was in for. And Mia was going to be a big sister!

Poop, Pumpkins, and a Blood Moon

Oct 15, 2014 by

Please pardon me, but I have no profound thoughts to impart to you in today’s post.  All I have is poop on the mind.  Or, in the case of my baby, the lack thereof.  I don’t know how it happened, one minute everything was working great and the next, it’s like someone flipped the off switch in his digestive tract. I’ve been going through the many stages of constipation the past two weeks:

Bewilderment – Gee, I wonder why the baby isn’t pooping?

Memory lapse – Has it been 5 days or 6 days?

Worry/Panic – What’s it going to look like?  How big? Where will it happen and when?

I had to start turning down social engagements out of fear when a poop-losion would occur.  Imagine how ridiculous this sounds:  “Oooh sorry I can’t attend your really fun event because my kid is backed up and I’m afraid he’ll do a diaper explosion any minute.”  True story.

“Friendly-Judgey” Conversations

Oct 1, 2014 by

A few months ago, while on vacation with my family, I had a very awkward conversation with another mom. What I thought would be a collegial exchange of mom stories with a second-time mom (me), giving first-time mom (her), words of wisdom and encouragement from my vast treasure trove of experience, turned out to be a conversation that felt like an ambush consisting of twenty points of judgment in two minutes.

It went something like this:

Her: I can’t believe you brought your kids here!  You won’t get to have any time for yourself or have fun.

Me:  Oh, well we go everywhere with our kids…it has totally been fine.  There are two other little babies on this trip, too.  So far everything is going great!  Gotta start them off young, right?

Her: Don’t you have any family members to watch your kids?

Fabulous Fall DIY Beauty Treatments

Sep 24, 2014 by

Autumn Leaves

It’s official, I have Fall fever!  So far, the season has been so awesome here in Connecticut.  The warm, dry days; cool, crisp nights; and the leaves slowly changing into spectacular colors make me happy to be a New Englander.  What I also adore about the season is the amazing harvest of apples, pears and pumpkins.  While we are eating to our hearts’ content of these staples daily thanks to our favorite local farm stand, I have found ways to use these Fall gems as beauty treatments.  As a follow-up to my DIY summer beauty treatments post, I scoured the Internet for all the Fall-fabulous beauty tips I could find and came up with this list of the ones that worked best for me.  What I love about these recipes is that they contain ingredients I already had in my kitchen and were so easy to make, even with my seven month old strapped to me in the baby carrier.

A Letter of Apology to My First Born

Sep 10, 2014 by

I recently saw a letter of apology to a second born child go viral on the web.  It was funny and so true on many counts, but after welcoming our second child last winter, I really feel like the sibling getting the short end of the stick is my daughter, my sassy first-born.  So here’s a quick letter of apology I drafted to her in my rare down time while she was at school and the baby was napping.

Dear Mia,

You have been a big sister for seven months now and overall you have done a great job, especially since I have changed as a mom to you in so many ways. I am not as physically, emotionally, and mentally available to you as much as before since I have a baby dependent on me for love and nourishment 24/7.  You have been very understanding despite this.  I think it is because you have always been an independent child.  So here are a few things I am sorry about.  Feel free to keep this draft and add to it over the years, it may help you and your therapist out someday:

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