musings on being a mom, wife, baby product consumer, birth information gatherer & other nonsensical things
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Friday, May 20, 2011
Home Births On The Rise
This deserves a more lengthy blog post. I will try to put that one together soon.
"Home births up, driven by natural birth trend" article on MSNBC
"Home births up, driven by natural birth trend" article on MSNBC
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
POOP
A blog post by my husband.
I have had a lifelong love affair with all things poopy. It began at an early age. When I was potty trained, I learned to show off my stool with pride. Most children outgrew this. Not me. My wife Cara refuses to look at my poop, although I think she’ll come around. And when she does, I’m sure it will be a seminal moment in her transformation to vegetarianism.
I have had a lifelong love affair with all things poopy. It began at an early age. When I was potty trained, I learned to show off my stool with pride. Most children outgrew this. Not me. My wife Cara refuses to look at my poop, although I think she’ll come around. And when she does, I’m sure it will be a seminal moment in her transformation to vegetarianism.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
"Boob" as a Verb
This post isn't about the benefits or inconveniences of nursing. There are many of those plus a plethora of other opinions, studies, etc. (Here's a new one). Like everything else concerning motherhood, do what works best for you. I am just sharing what worked for me.
Nursing has been beautiful and cumbersome and stressful and rewarding and inconvenient and very convenient. Aiven is over 7 months now and loves his food, so he is not needing to nurse as often. I can see the weaning process beginning. It makes me a little sad, but I am also grateful that Aiven is doing it on his own rather than me forcing it upon him before he's ready.
Nursing has been beautiful and cumbersome and stressful and rewarding and inconvenient and very convenient. Aiven is over 7 months now and loves his food, so he is not needing to nurse as often. I can see the weaning process beginning. It makes me a little sad, but I am also grateful that Aiven is doing it on his own rather than me forcing it upon him before he's ready.
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