Tag Archives: new baby
Nipple confusion confusion
I counted. It’s true. In the last five days, more people have touched my boobs than I’ve had boyfriends. I’ve been manhandled by many a lactation aid with man-hands, and the strangest part is—I don’t care. Where once I wouldn’t … Continue reading
The baby who values his privacy
The other day, I walked into the nursery and found my baby doing air kicks. He was lying on his back with both legs up in the air, cycling frantically with a ridiculous grin on his face. If he were … Continue reading
Where’s my baby manual?
I must have left it at the hospital, because I can’t find it anywhere. It’s not in my stack of discharge papers. It’s not in my suitcase. It’s not mixed in with our heap of stolen hospital baby blankets. It’s … Continue reading
The labor of delivery
“She didn’t do drugs in college,” my sister informed my parents. The voice inside my head that says things like Don’t eat that whole bag of Reese’s Pieces and That outfit makes your butt look big or You really shouldn’t make toast … Continue reading
Week 10: Spilling the beans
After 10 long weeks—in “excited parent time” that’s about 54 years—of keeping our new baby news under wraps, the word is finally out, and we couldn’t be more excited! For a few weeks, Tom and I volleyed ideas back and … Continue reading
