Again

I am dismayed. Dismayed that I have opened my newsfeed to headlines of today’s carnage in California. Another senseless mass shooting. Yet again.  I am horrified. Horrified to imagine the terrifying, paralyzing fear those parents must have felt the moment they learned someone was shooting at their child’s elementary school. But I’m unable to…because I […]

Keep Calm and Breastfeed

Three breastfeeding stints in, I marvel still over how something so natural does not always come so naturally. Breastfeeding is something that I have had to work hard at to maintain. It’s not always easy, but for me it has always been worth it. I think back on the struggles that I’ve had, and it’s […]

On Normalizing Breastfeeding

While reflecting on the subject of breastfeeding, I found myself flummoxed over why is it that this can be a such a polarizing issue? Is controversy over breastfeeding really a thing? I don’t get it. When it comes to breastfeeding vs formula and breastfeeding in public, what exactly is there to argue over? Breastfeeding vs Formula […]

On Loving and Loathing Breastfeeding

I can’t think of anything else in my life that has had the power to wield within myself such huge feelings of both failure and of greatness, vacillating multiple times between the two emotions all within the course of a single day.  I’ve never before at times been so over something, yet found myself breaking […]

Labor Pains

So I’m filling out my pre-registration form to deliver at the hospital and one of the questions listed asks something to the effect of “Do you plan to use medication as part of your pain management?” Um, yes please.  I’ll take everything you have, and please have it ready when I get there. Did they […]

The Struggle Continues…

The struggle has continued for me lately to write and post with any regularity. The beginning of the year found me balancing an increased workload at the job with me also researching and finding a school for Lila (which felt like a part time job in and of itself). It was quite the arduous process […]

The Family Dinner Round Table

I did not grow up in a family that sat at the table and ate dinner together daily. I don’t know that there was any particular reason; it just wasn’t something that we did. And yet we are still very close with only the same reasonable level of dysfunction as any other family. So I’ll be […]