Ok mammas, we are talking baby food! With this post, I want to take you through the ins and outs of my baby food adventures. The time spent, lessons learned, and the reward at the end of the day.
First, a little back story....When I was pregnant with Kade, there were two things I had high hopes for: breastfeeding and making my own baby food. I wanted to experience the feeling of being able to give my newborn bundle of joy his nutrition, help save a few dollars in our seemingly maxed out budget, and prove to myself that I could actually do it.
A month into Kade's little life, lots of trips to the lactation consultant, and a stay in the hospital...
There's something amazing about having children, how they open our hearts and eyes like never before. How they show us the ugly side of human nature and the grace of God all at the same time. There's also this dangerous side. This selfish side. There are these tiny little people who "belong" to me and love me completely unconditionally. These tiny people who think I can do no wrong and that I'm perfect. They worship me. I rule their little worlds. I can mold them and shape them into what I want, I can relive a life I never had through them. Except, I can't really do it that way. Not if I want to do the absolute best...
Everyday our daycare fills out a handy form about Sam’s day. What he ate, when, and if he ate it all. Diaper changes. Naps. Supplies I need to bring. It’s great. I always give it a quick glance when I pick him up and usually ask the daycare teachers how his day was. We don’t talk long as I’m ready to be home, and their eyes are on the other kids in the room. In the mornings it’s easier to talk to the teachers because Sam gets there before the room is full, but I am also on a time crunch to get to work. So, most of the time we don’t exchange that much information. General pleasantries, and...
I can remember the day my child had his first seizure like it was ten minutes ago. It is a moment in time that is embedded in my head for eternity. The sight of my child turning blue, his 6 month old body shaking uncontrollably, his sweet voice crying out in distress....my life was forever changed.
When Connor was diagnosed with the rare brain malformation Schizencephaly at 6 weeks old the neurologist informed us that he had a 90% chance of having seizures, or moments of abnormal electrical activity in his brain, because of the deep clefts in his brain. Digesting that information was extremely hard for me. I had known one person my entire life that had seizures, but had never actually seen her seize. My only perception...
The holiday season is officially among us. And with it comes lots of traveling. This week, we’ll be featuring posts all about making traveling with our kiddos safe and bearable, maybe even fun!
I joined the Baton Rouge Carseat Safety Facebook group late last year when my son needed a new car seat. A friend of mine recommended it to me and suggested that I post a question of what kind of car seat to buy and give my son's height, weight, budget, type of car, and if anyone else rides in the back with him. Within minutes, I had a couple great recommendations from the group's owner and child passenger safety technician, Amy Waters. I took the information and ran with it...
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