The 4th Trimester

So it turns out that all doesn’t end well when you reach the end of the third trimester, in fact, as I’m learning very quickly the second time around, the fourth trimester is in a lot of ways, the most difficult of them all. Everything in my life seems to be in a state of […]

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And Then There Were Two

I have kept two children alive for four weeks now, so that pretty much makes me an expert on being a mother of two, right? On several of these days, I have managed to both shower and eat lunch, which means I’m winning at momming.  And on one of those days, we actually packed up our […]

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Baby Wearing

I left the house today for the first time in a week…by myself and it was amazing. After having a c-section for the second time(and realizing that I am not in fact wonder woman) I have spent the majority of my newborn’s life literally in a holding pattern. Not able to drive, not able to lift anything heavier […]

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They’re Here!

I shaved my legs for the first time today.  I also showered and brushed my teeth before 5pm.  No one will see these things, and they are for no one’s benefit, but for 20 minutes today I wanted to feel normal.  Because early mom life is anything but normal. Erinn and I have had our […]

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Girls Gone Wild

I want to talk about boobs for a minute.  Because I had a child one week ago today, and the only thing I have thought about for seven days is my boobs.  This might all be a little TMI, but let’s be honest, childbirth builds a barricade around your sense of modesty, and no one […]

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To the One Who Made Me a Mom

As I type this, I am less that 24 hours away from being induced and paving the way to meet my daughter.  This has me in a ball of emotions, as it’s the last day I’m a mom of one, the last day we’re a family of three.  I feel like I’ve been crying for […]

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My Mother, Myself

Who doesn’t love the 80’s?  The big bangs, the slap bracelets, the Bangles.  Music and accessories were on point that decade.  But I have to say, I’m glad that I was a child of the 80’s and not pregnant in the 80’s.  During a time where the hair and the shoulder pads couldn’t be bigger, it […]

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