Lots of outdoor time this weekend. It was gorgeous out until today, back into the 90s. 🔥 We went walking at the park, played at the playground, and Spencer started trying to put sentences together (which sounded a lot like "babababadadadadamamamama BYE BYE DADDY HIYA MAMA"). Our best friends came over with their baby who… Continue reading Weekend recap.
Tag: babies
Don’t wish this away.Â
There's beauty (and difficulty) in each phase of life. What if we could learn to just appreciate that instead of wishing we were already in the next phase? Especially regarding the baby/toddler phase - it seems like so many parents talk about that phase like it's something to be survived or endured, rather than cherished… Continue reading Don’t wish this away.Â
I see you, baby.
I'm having a hard time lately accepting that my son is basically no longer a baby. I am trying desperately to hold onto whatever baby-ness I can, while also being so excited to see how he is learning and growing. I feel like I blinked and he was a walking, talking little boy. How much… Continue reading I see you, baby.
Finding myself.Â
I don't think I was fully prepared for parenthood (who really is?). I think part of me expected that life would go on as usual only now we'd have a little baby tagging along with us. I really didn't realize how much things would change, or how quickly. One day, I was living this independent… Continue reading Finding myself.Â
Our first bully.
I took Spen out a couple times today, and now that he's getting bigger, he's starting to have more contact with other kids, especially "big" kids, and that kind of freaks me out. Our paths crossed with two different kindergarten age boys today. The first was at Barnes and Noble. There's a little table in… Continue reading Our first bully.
Lessons from the first year: nursing.
When I was pregnant, I made up my mind that I wanted to try to breastfeed when Spencer got here. No one was pressuring me to do it, in fact, most people I knew had formula fed. I had nothing at all against formula, but I liked that breastmilk was free and that it was… Continue reading Lessons from the first year: nursing.
Fully present.
There was nothing out of the ordinary about this nursing session. We climbed into my recliner together, this little boy and I, just as we always do. I usually bring my phone with me and read a blog, play a game, or work on my eBay listings while he nurses. This time, I left the… Continue reading Fully present.
Kristen Stewart, Writer 