For the past 4 years or so, I have tried and tested many parenting apps, resulting in my top 4 which I frequently use to make life as a Millennial Mom slightly easier for me.Continue reading “Best Parenting Apps”
There is so much information and prep for the pregnancy and birth of your baby, but after my first child was born I struggled with the postpartum experience. Nobody had told me what to expect, and experiencing it made me feel utterly alone and helpless… I was so unprepared!
It’s been 3 weeks since I gave birth to my second baby*, and reliving all the postpartum joy has sparked me to write about the things they don’t tell you about…
1 – Contractions
What? You’ve given birth and you’re sill experiencing contractions? What type of witchcraft is this, you may ask? Yip – your uterus will continue to contract after you’ve given birth. This is a good thing though, as the more it contractions the quicker your uterus will return to ‘normal’ size, and the quicker your belly will shrink too. Still, this doesn’t take away from the pain you experience as your pelvis lights on fire and you double over in agony… oh, and if you’re breastfeeding HAHAHA good luck to you.
…and my toddler needs to have fillings in her milk teeth (sad sobbing).
How could this happen? She is so young, eats a healthy diet, hardly has any sweets and doesn’t drink fizzy drinks? Plus, we brush her teeth twice a day. Adding to that, her parents both have brilliant dental hygiene and don’t have any fillings…. Good genetics – don’t you play a role in this? Huh?
Flying to any destination is possibly every parent’s worst nightmare.
You don’t want your little one in pain so you hope their ears will handle the altitude changes, and you’re hoping they will be cool, calm and collected on the plane ride itself. The unforgiving stares and audible complaints we parents get from baby-less passengers is always fun to look forward to.
My tips for flying with baby? Read on!
Before I even fell pregnant I knew what I wanted in a Diaper Bag – something stylish, totally different, very practical (read between the lines: LOTS of pockets) and something that would stand out from the usual. I envisioned my Diaper Bag sitting comfortably and smugly on a lonesome stool with sunlight drifting down upon it, in a sort of hazy, frosted image you would get on a post-card for Christmas.
Little did I know that finding such a bag was near right impossible, especially in the price range I had in mind. Baby Expo after Baby Expo, online store after baby boutique, I couldn’t find what I wanted. The bags that were affordable were cute, but…. nothing more than that. The ones I found which were amazeballs cost about the same as my undergraduate degree. What to do, what to do…
My husband, of all people, was gifted a baby bag from his boss for me. When he arrived home and presented this lime green sack, I glared at him the way a cat owner would look at their beloved feline for bringing in a rat he just caught. I’ll be honest, the bag did not speak to me right away.
In fact, I put it in the baby room without another thought. Out of pure desperation did I eventually decide to look at it 4 weeks before Anastasia was born. I slid it out of the plastic bag it came in, felt the sleek leather-ish plastic-ish lime green honeycomb covering, ran my fingers over the red trimmings and zips, then finally circled the logo on the front pocket.