Category: family

Fed is Best

Brittany Behler's avatarLittle Bit of Britt

As if being a new parent isn’t hard enough the expectations that come with it just tops the nonexistent cake.

Breast is best, keep your supply up, don’t brag about your oversupply. Formula? It’s the devil. Feed on demand. Hold off on supplementing but make sure your child isn’t hungry.

I did it. I breastfeed my son for two months. Let me tell you the ugly truth. We BOTH were miserable.

I reeked of sour milk constantly. My breast had a let down when I did something as simple as sneezing. Gray shirts were a no go even with layers of pads tucked into my bra. With much excitement after giving birth to sleep on my stomach once again, I couldn’t due to constant engorgement. I was waking up more to pump then to feed. Running errands took twice as long due to the need to pump in the car…

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Morgan’s official guide to not knowing SHIT about being a new mom (pregnancy edition)

atx , lifestyle , preggo , pregnant

Morgan Messick's avatarMorganizedmess.com

I spent so long thinking about getting pregnant, trying to get pregnant, reading about prenatal and pregnancy needs, parenting guides and all of Ina May’s guides to childbirth, but still when it happened…when it actually happened, it was so surreal and I felt like I don’t know anything, nothing I read matters, what even is life, omg is this baby okay, omg how many stretch marks will I have, OMG I’M SO SICK, and the whole myriad of noise the erupts in your head. SO — if you’re like me, that’s the experience you’re living with while being pregnant!

 Like….Oh shit you’re actually pregnant — now what? Now you will endure comments, advice and unsolicited opinions from everyone who’s alive from your great-grandmother down to strangers at the supermarket. And if you’re like me, you’re salty. And now, I’m salty for two. SO HOW DO YOU NAVIGATE UNDER…

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Hello Anger, My New Friend

anger, infertility, pcos, ttc

Infertility Trash's avatarInfertility is Trash

Well this emotion is new.

I have never been an angry person. Not because of any sort of mature, noble work on my part. It’s just not one of my emotions of choice.

I tend to feel the blue ones: sadness, disappointment, shame.

The red family of emotions are very new to me on this infertility journey. Red emotions like rage, anger, irritation, judgment.

I find myself reflecting on why anger has been foreign to me.

It’s not like I haven’t had things to feel mad about. I grew up in an alcoholic/addict home (Dad). I’ve suffered eating disorders, being cut from the high school volleyball team (lol), and have faced a mountain of student debt.

That stuff should have made me at least a touch of anger. But mostly I just worked harder.

I realize now that maybe I’ve never needed to rely on anger. If I faced a…

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