Lately, I’ve been getting pretty sentimental about the idea of not having a “baby” anymore. Blair is 2, which means she’s well on the way to big girl status. I’ve been selling a lot of our old baby items on Facebook and started working on turning Blair’s nursery into a big girl room. So I snapped these photos of her nursery so I can always remember what it looked like. Plus, I want to share some baby girl nursery ideas not pink for those of you looking for something different!
Emergency C-Section Birth Story – Colton’s Birth Story, 4 Years Later
My big boy Colton will be 4 years old tomorrow, which means I’m sitting here wondering how time has gone by so quickly. Since I’ve never actually fully shared his birth story, I want to write it now. So, here it is: Colton’s Emergency C-Section Birth Story, only 4 years late.
Breastfeeding After C-Section Success Stories – Reflections on Nursing
When I was pregnant with my first, I knew I wanted to breastfeed and hoped to do it for a year or so. Fairly simple.
Spoiler Alert: It turned into much, much more than that. There are lots of Breastfeeding After C-Section Success Stories, and here’s mine.
Following a traumatic birth experience, I fought hard to breastfeed my little man. I fought off a pushy pediatrician who wanted me to supplement with formula beginning only the second day after my unwanted c-section. Instead, I kept Baby at the breast and my milk came in full force the next day.
Chicco BravoFor2 Double Stroller Review [Our Weekend Recap]
So I was trying to keep up with weekend recaps starting on Memorial Day weekend. Then I promptly missed the next weekend–facepalm. I love sharing these little snapshots of our lives with you, though! A highlight of my weekend was testing out our new stroller, so I’m including a Chicco BravoFor2 Double Stroller Review, too!
Mourning the Loss of a Chemical Pregnancy
This post is hard–really hard–for me to write. I try to keep things upbeat around here, but the fact is that’s not always how life goes. Because right now, I have tears in my eyes and my fingers can’t keep up with how fast my brain is going. This is what it feels like for the mom mourning a loss of a chemical pregnancy.