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The One Where I Felt Like I Was Poisoning My Baby

Last week, I wrote that breastfeeding Aerin was going splendidly. Well, this just goes to show that anything can happen in the wild, crazy journey we call motherhood, because I am no longer breastfeeding. So what happened? I had mentioned earlier that Aerin was suffering from 3 different types of skin ailments: eczema, baby acne, and little red bumps that our pediatrician guessed was heat rash. Aerin developed these skin problems when she was about a week old, and they seemed to keep getting worse and worse no matter what we did. No only that, she was spitting up and vomiting frequently (I will never forget the Exorcist-like vomiting she performed on my birthday). I know that many babies spit up a lot, but Claire had only...

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My Apparent Lack of Separation Anxiety

Most of the moms I know can't bear to be apart from their children. They tell stories of the bucketfuls of tears that were shed the first time they left their babies with a sitter, nanny, or at a daycare. They talk about how they refuse to spend more than an x amount of time away from their children. (I even know one mom who has not spent even an hour away from her daughter for over 3 years!) Some even speak out about the physical pain that is felt when they are away from their children. I am not one of those moms. Again, I cannot help but wonder if something is wrong with me, or if I am missing that part of most women...

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The State of the Milk Factory

They say that it usually takes about six weeks to establish a good breastfeeding relationship. Aerin turned six weeks old today. And aside from a couple of bottles of formula in the first week of her life, we have been exclusively breastfeeding her (about 60% straight from the boob, and the rest from pumped milk). The verdict? I still don't like breastfeeding much. Sigh. I really, really thought — and wanted to believe! — that I would love breastfeeding my child if it was working out well. And it is going splendidly. Aerin is a great nurser. She latched on correctly from day one, has a strong suck, and does not suffer from nipple confusion. So why don't I love it? Why can't I look to nursing sessions...

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The Green-Eyed Monster

Disclaimer: I love my children. I am not suffering from post-partum depression. I am well-aware that my current life circumstances all stem from choices I have made. I know that there are tons of families who would kill to have two healthy babies. But everyone needs a gripe session once in a while, don't you agree?  ;-)  This is a warning to the readers who lurk in the shadows and pop in once every blue moon to call me selfish, immature, and overly dramatic. Because yes, this is one of those "woe is me" posts. And because I get far more comments from those who support my "tell it as it is" posts. :-) So what is it I want to confess? Life with two babies who...

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