So, the first half of my pregnancy flew by at a speed I didn’t know was possible. I guess that’s pregnancy while also raising a toddler, or so I’ve been told. I feel like getting… More
So, it turns out that this idea was actually Plan C on our announcement list.
“Well, I’m pregnant.”
I fell into my seat at the kitchen table and shoved my fork into my dinner. That’s how I told my husband. That’s how the conversation about this pregnancy started. Fear, coming out as frustration.
Continue reading “Rainbow Baby, Cloudy Thoughts”
I’m sure a lot of different statistics fit my life.
I’m in the 6-12% of women who chose a drug-free birth.
I’m in the 1% of women in my state to choose home birth.
I’m in the 64.7% of mothers who work outside the home and have a child younger than 6 years old.
And I could go on and on. I guess I could compartmentalize every aspect of my life, but one club I wished to never join was the 1 in 4 miscarriage club. Yet, here I am.
I’m sort of sad about this, and sort relieved at the same time. I’ve religiously been hooking myself up to my Medela PISA 3 times a day, 5 days a week for the past 55 weeks in an effort to provide breast milk for my little one while I’m away at work. 55 weeks, y’all. It’s tedious and I’m tired, but I’m having a hard time letting it go.
My baby is turning one year old.
Well, I know exactly how. I gave birth. The sun has risen and set nearly 365 times since that day and almost 525,600 minutes have passed. I’ve given a million kisses to little chubby cheeks and had more laughs than I can count. Luckily, there have not been many tears. What I don’t know, is how it all happened so quickly. Continue reading “Turning One: The Baby and The Mom”
This morning I read an article titled “Life in the Only Industrialized Country Without Paid Maternity Leave.”
The mother in this article is the main breadwinner for her family (like 40% of all mothers who work outside the home) and had only 20 days off work from the time her child was born via c-section until the time she was required to return to her job duties. She had no paid leave, and was forced to use the only vacation time that she had in order to somewhat recover from major abdominal surgery and adjust to having a new child.
Ah man, the poor mothers of THAT country!
Oh, wait. That country is us. Us, as in, the United States of America, where 75% of families are living paycheck to paycheck, and are offered NO paid maternity leave. Continue reading “(Lack of) Maternity Leave”
I don’t expect this to be a popular post. I imagine that after you read it, you’ll either be silently (or maybe not so silently) cursing me out or, you’ll decide to research a little further. Whatever the outcome, my conscience can not allow me to be silent on this issue. Continue reading “Circumcision: Myths No One Wants to Talk About”