845 ounces of breast milk. For those of you who have ever pumped an ounce of breast milk in your life, you know what that number means. That is endless hours strapped to a pump. It is countless hours of lost sleep. It is an never-ending sea of pump parts and breast milk storage containers
The litte CEO of our household at her Command Center: Kate: 5 Months
“People just say that so you don’t question paternity.” Said by me to G as part of our ongoing debate on who Kate resembles the most, after he said, “More people have been saying she looks like me lately.”
Here’s a little something I recently realized: G (my husband’s first initial) is the 7th letter of the alphabet.D (my first inital) is the 4th letter of the alphabet. 7+4=11 And guess what the 11th letter of the alphabet is: K, for Kate! So G+D=K. Neat, huh? How do your initals work out?
Kate turned 5 months old this week and I cannot get over the developmental explosion that has occurred in her over this past month! Who knew so much happened at only four months old?!? We decided to make a few–fairly major, in my opinion–changes once Kate turned four months old, starting with moving her to
Back when I was pregnant and daydreaming about carefree afternoons breastfeeding our allergic-to-crying newborn while G massaged my feet and neighbors dropped off casseroles with the calories and onions already removed, I’d read all about how perfect breast milk was for your baby. “Nature’s food,” one book touted. “Perfectly designed by Mother Nature herself to
1. Mother’s Day Mother’s Day 2010Photo (poorly) edited to hide the wardrobe malfunction that was about to happen. Hello! I had no idea how much Mother’s Day was going to mean to me once I had a child, and the answer is: A LOT. I think it’s because it’s a day dedicated to celebrating the
