Infants

Disclosure: This post is part our series in observance of World Breastfeeding Week and is sponsored by Woman’s Hospital.  The New Mom's {Honest} Guide to Breastfeeding When I was pregnant with my first, we were kind of on the fence about breastfeeding. I’d heard all the info, done some research, but I just wasn’t ready to board the train. I had a friend that had tried and had been unsuccessful and another friend that just had no interest in trying. We decided we’d give it a go and if it didn’t work out, we’d move on. Well, baby came and we fell in love. And then my milk came in. Y’all. I went from being a voluptuous woman to Pam Anderson...

I had a long, ugly cry. It isn’t about the glasses. There is NOTHING wrong with having glasses. I repeat … THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH HAVING GLASSES. I have perspective and I know that glasses aren’t a big deal. We are thankful that he JUST needs glasses. And by the way … he looks really, really cute in his glasses. I cried because I don’t want my children to face adversity. I’m almost embarrassed to say that. I constantly tell my students’ parents, “Don’t solve their problems for them.” “It’s OK for your child to struggle.” “Adversity builds character.” Can I talk the talk AND walk the walk? Not really, but I’m trying. You may not even see glasses as adversity, but...

The other day, as I dropped the last kid off in carpool, I switched the radio from our kid-friendly station to the nostalgic sounds of the 90's. And as Bush came blaring through my speakers, I couldn't help but burst into laughter! Lyrics I used to belt out with the angst and anguish only a teen can, have suddenly taken on new meaning as a mom! Y'all, EVERY song is applicable to motherhood! I present to you: 90's Lyrics That Totally Apply to Motherhood. I’m never alone, I’m alone all the time. - Glycerine, Bush  Save tonight, fight the break of dawn. - Save Tonight, Eagle Eye Cherry   She doesn’t own a dress, her hair is always a mess. - Meet Virginia, Train   Will I choose water...

My little guy and I are at our six-month breastfeeding mark. This is a goal I am really happy about hitting, especially considering I didn’t nurse my first son. I tried every trick in the book, but in the end he ended up being formula fed which is *okay. (*Yes, yes fed is best!) However, with my working knowledge on the cost of formula, I was determined to make it work. Here are some of my thoughts throughout this journey...  Month One Oh wow! This little baby latched immediately! We’re going to do this! ::one day later:: okay. We’re not going to do this. Why does this hurt so bad? Is this much lanolin healthy for the baby? I need something...

My husband hurriedly snapped the obligatory pictures of me in the wheelchair holding our newborn as we were wheeled out of the hospital. It was freezing, and we were eager to get into the warm van. The van - a vehicle I never expected I'd need, much less want - that was now full of car seats of varying stages. The seats of our big boys in the back, our toddler and newborn girls in the middle, and Mommy and Daddy in the front. Our hearts and van were full, and honestly, the logistics of transportation are one of the primary reasons that we have to be done. Because if left to our feelings, my husband and I would never...