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Rethinking My Role as a SAHM

I am no longer on bedrest. I still need to take it easy (ie, no heavy lifting, getting as much rest as possible, etc) until my next OB appt in two weeks — when hopefully we will find out BebeDeux's gender! — but I am no longer confined to the bed. Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers. I actually quite enjoyed bedrest. Although I felt a bit bad for J, my SIL, and my mother who were all chipping in to help with Claire, it was a nice break for this pregnant and tired blogger. For all that, I am certain that I probably would have hated it if it lasted longer. I seriously don't know how other pregnant...

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Consistency

I have a friend whose 2-year-old girl has looked exactly the same since birth. Of course, there are telltale signs of growth such a longer hair and the presence of teeth, but every time I see the little girl she just looks like a bigger and longer version of herself as an infant. (And her parents agree with me.) Then there are babies like Claire who look different day to day. She has changed so much since birth, and still continues to transform that sometimes I wonder if I'll be able to recognize her in pictures years down the road. One day old 1.5 months old 3 months old Even now, she looks completely different on different days as you can see in these photos...

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Household Help

I have a confession to make. Before I became a mother, I used to look down on SAHMs with housekeepers and/or nannies. "You stay at home all day," I thought to myself. "Can't you clean when the baby's sleeping? And why would you need help raising a kid?" This, like many other pre-conceived notions of motherhood, was thrown out the window as soon as I became a mother myself. Because being a SAHM is the hardest job I've ever had. Because I really don't know how moms with 2+ young kids do it (single moms have my utmost respect). Because, when you think about it, the nuclear family living separately in a household by itself is a fairly new concept, and for most...

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Tradeoffs

J and I are both sick. I only slept two hours last night from raging migraines (years down the road, I think I may remember this pregnancy as "the eternal headache"), dizziness, and nausea. J seems to be coming down with a cold. We have been taking turns napping while the other watches Claire. I feel bad that both her parents are feeling so crappy and cranky today, and as I put her down for her afternoon nap just now, I couldn't help but be thankful that she seems to be taking our less-than-stellar attitudes well. How she keeps me humble by reminding me that there's always someone more important than me. But most of all, I am thankful for her health. At 7 months...

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