This post is going to be a little more personal that my past ones, but its something that I think needs to be talked about more. I was not in love with my baby when he was born. Or for the 6 weeks after, if we're being completely honest. I didn't hate Atticus- I wanted… Continue reading Baby Blues
Yesterday morning, Atticus decided to wake up about 4 hours earlier than normal. In order to let my husband get some sleep, I brought the baby into the living room and rocked him. He screamed. That's how the next hour went. I rocked; I tried to feed him; I tried to play. I did everything that… Continue reading Mean Mommy
Once upon a time there lived a married couple who wanted children, but wanted to wait until after they had been married for 5 years. Fast forward to the middle of year 4 and the middle of a pregnancy scare. I got off of birth control in 2015, because my birth control was making me… Continue reading Worth the Wait
One of my favorite things to do when I was pregnant was to look up other people's nurseries and draw inspiration from them. Because of this, I wanted to do a "walk-through" of Atticus's nursery. Maybe you'll draw some inspiration from it, or maybe you'll just enjoy looking at pictures. Either way, I hope you… Continue reading Atticus’s Fox Nursery
While scrolling through Facebook yesterday I stumbled upon a post about dads. The beginning paragraph seemed to praise a man who was helping with the baby, but it quickly turned into a resent filled rant about why the mom deserved the praise. One of the complaints came from when the father "wore" the baby to… Continue reading Wonder Dad
Thanks for joining me! I'm writing this as my beautiful baby boy sleeps in my arms, and I can't help but think back on the journey that got us here. I originally wanted to start this blog during my pregnancy, but I knew that no one would want to read about my near-perfect experience (seriously,… Continue reading The Journey Begins
No, I'm not calling my 8 week old son "wicked." But when he was 6 weeks old? I don't know that there is a more descriptive word. I'm kidding. Mostly. Atticus has always been a pretty good baby, but around 6 weeks he became a Stage Five Clinger. He would NOT be put down for… Continue reading Ain’t No Sleep for the Wicked
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