When I found that April is C-Section Awareness Month, I knew that I needed to share my birthing story. In 2014 I had an emergency c-section with my firstborn . Consequently, I then had a planned c-section with my second born in 2016. Both experiences were like night and day. After my second one, I really thought that I was over the stigma around having c-section… but then I tried to write my story.
Tag: mommy guilt
You guys, I had a tough weekend. My two-year old had a miserable cold and was, well, miserable. My 4 ½ year old was forced to stay home due to his sick brother and he has the energy of, well a 4 ½ year old. My Sunday Funday started bright and early at 5:03am
Recently I’ve been feeling like I’ve been slacking in the “good mom” department. I feel overwhelmed and stressed and pulled in too many directions at the same time. And, after talking with some of my fellow moms, apparently I’m not alone in feeling this way. Last year I wrote about why you are a good
Lately I’ve been feeling like parenting has gotten the best of me. This may be because of end of the school year exhaustion or maybe it’s my oldest’s quick slide into the parenting abyss that is adolescence but I’m definitely not a shining example of good parenting this days. I’m often forgetful and disinterested and
I wasn’t going to write much about breastfeeding just yet because it has truly been a journey for me, and the story is not quite over. And then we breastfed happily ever after until one year. The end. Yeah, no. But given that there is a lot of talk around here these days about Judgment-Free
When I was given the opportunity to travel to my company’s Philadelphia office for an overnight business trip I was pretty excited. Okay, more like ecstatic. I had previously only been away from my husband and kids for one night since becoming a mom. I love being a wife and a mom, but a night
My house is lopsided. No, not literally. Don’t get all Leaning Tower of Pisa on me. Since we have moved into the new second house it has become abundantly clear that I stink at being a mother. My failings on this front are staring me in the face. Or not, as the case may be.
I recently enjoyed a wonderful, and much-needed, girls-only getaway with two of my nearest and dearest girlfriends. This was the first time I spent a night away from both my husband and my little girls. Ever. Of course those feelings of guilt started to creep up inside when it was time to walk out the door
As a first time mom, in my child’s first year of life, I worried about my daughter’s development, eating habits and sleeping schedule. With hindsight being 20/20 and all, I now have perspective more than a year removed, especially after accepting that there’s no one right way to parent. Here’s what I’d go back and
Some days, the TV is on more than I’d like it to be. Because I’m home with my daughter all day, she’ll typically watch about 2 hours – it’s a LONG day to fill when it’s just you and your toddler in the house! But some days the TV is on more than that. She