It’s 5 a.m. and the first of my alarms goes off. I have to set several, I’ve learned the hard way that I’m not to be trusted with the snooze button. I hit snooze (See? Told ya so) and burrow back into the covers, willing the new day to wait just a few more minutes. Instead, I hear the baby stirring. And so my day begins. I trudge to his room to nurse him, trying to reach him before his whimpers… Read more »
Ever have one of those weeks where you have #allthethings to do and not enough time to do it? Dumb question. The answer is yes. I should have asked if you ever have a week that doesn’t look like that. Here’s the thing. Being a working momma has a few challenges, and time management is one of them. I often find myself spending my lunch break scheduling appointments for my family, ordering the next size of diapers, paying bills, or fielding calls… Read more »
When G was about 10 months old, I came down with a gnarly stomach flu that tanked my milk supply. So when Monday rolled around – I had no breastmilk to send. None. Nada. Zip. Nothing in the freezer, and my ta-tas were dry as a bone. I stifled my guilt and feelings of general failure as much as possible and told her teachers to just give her formula. Fast forward to that afternoon and I got a phone call… Read more »
