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Actually, Hadley Stilwell’s designs are very flattering and simple, perfect for back to work. Since it seems close to impossible to find nursing tops that are not hideous or that don’t stretch out in weird unnatractive ways, I thought I would feature these. They also have a great black jacket that looks like it could [...]

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I’m not sure if you’ve seen the show Futurama, but there was a great bit in an old episode. The main character, Philip Fry, (who is human) moves in with Bender (who is a robot). And Fry asks Bender, “where’s the bathroom?” Bender: “The What-room?” Fry: “The bathroom.” Bender: “The Room-what?” Fry: “The bathroom.” Bender: [...]

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So we had a six year old visiting us this weekend, and he was very curious about the baby. He wanted to touch her and hold her and read to her and feed her half his slice of pizza. When told that she only eats milk, he asked, “what’s her favorite flavor?” I was stumped [...]

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I still can’t believe that my body makes milk. I know, I know, most natural thing in the world, et cetera. But until a few months ago, I still associated milk with super market aisles. And every time I pump milk, I’m like, “holy cow, look at that!”

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I always sort-of gagged when I saw the expression “liquid gold” to describe “mother’s milk.” It’s just too precious and cutesie and oh, gag me it’s all too saccharine sweet for pink-adorable-little-baby. But then last night, my husband did a night feeding, and left over an ounce of milk out in a bottle on the [...]

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Poot City

Can I tell you something personal? It’s kinda gross. Since I became pregnant I’ve had a problem with… farting. Yes, now I regularly sound like my obnoxious younger brother at a Boy Scout retreat. I have tried to vary what I eat (one day I ate only carbs to see if it helped… nope!) I [...]

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Wine Time

I had an Aunt named Gracie who was know for saying “four o’ clock–wine time!” at that exact time each day. Gracie was a lot of fun. Everyone liked her. However, as I am usually up from two a.m. until eight a.m. with the small creature as she wails and wants to eat and spits [...]

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So, I bought these Milkies because my mother told me I had to a hectored me until I did. They are a new version of something she used, which she called a French Cup, and said looked like a donut for the boob. This one is larger than that, and perhaps not as comfortable. Well, [...]

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We’re getting the hang of breastfeeding one milk-sprayed session at a time. She’s getting enough so that we can feed less expressed milk, but not enough that we can just do the breast milk. Mainly, this is because she only likes one boob. Funnily enough, her father prefers the other. Perhaps they made a pact, [...]

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After breastfeeding this afternoon, I found a huge milk stain on my outer thigh. How in all-that-is-holy did it get there? And then I found another by my BUTT. What, does it migrate through the air before it finds a place to settle down and wet? I swear I have done five loads of laundry [...]

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