Showing posts with label motherhood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label motherhood. Show all posts

Monday, August 8, 2011

Motherhood Mondays: On boobs. :)

My darlings, this may be a little intimate, but let's talk about breasts! After the jump, of course...

I've always been a pretty modest person (in high school gym class, I was one of the girls who would change in the bathroom) but now that I've had a baby, I'm much more open about certain body parts: namely, breasts. They just seem so functional and quotidian to me now. So, if you're game, I'd love to chat about all things breasty.

Seven things that surprised me about breastfeeding:

1. Breastfeeding burns a whopping 500 calories per day! Yowza! I was really surprised to hear that. Even if you sit perfectly still all day, you burn as many calories as if you'd run five miles. Needless to say, you get hungry like the wolf. I remember drinking an average of four glasses of whole milk every day, and once, I ate an entire tuna pasta salad in the middle of the night. The next morning, my mom, who was visiting, was like, "Where's the pasta salad?" I was like....In. My. Belly.

2. You get overwhelmingly thirsty. As soon as I'd start nursing Toby, I'd get hit with a wave of thirst like a Mack truck. All I would be able to think was, "Water, water, water...." until I was glugging down a huge glass. Alex actually bought me a giant water bottle, and honestly it was one of my favorite gifts I've ever gotten.

3. You can squirt milk across the room. (Is that TMI?) Before having a baby, I imagined that a nipple would function like a single straw, but actually they're more like this kitchen faucet. Milk sprays out a bunch of teeny holes, and, if you squeeze your breast, you can spray milk right across the room! It would be an awesome party trick if it were the least bit socially acceptable.

4. Nursing bras can be sexy. I dragged my feet when shopping for a nursing bra because I figured I'd be stuck wearing a hideous functional number for the next twelve months. But! I was thrilled to discover Elle MacPherson nursing bras. They're soft and pretty, and I love how the black lace peeks out from beneath tank tops and cardigans.

5. Babies are completely over-the-moon about milk. It's so, so, so adorable how much babies love milk. Toby would get so excited before feeding; he'd root around trying to find the boob. He'd frantically move his tiny head around, like, where is it, where is it...he'd find his fist and suck like crazy...and then be like, oh, wait, that's not it....where is it....YES, here it is!!!! And his eyes would basically roll back in his head, he was so happy. He would sometimes even hum when he drank! (And then he'd get his drunken sailor face:)

6. You can literally feel drained afterward. Sometimes I'd stumble out of the nursery after giving Toby his bedtime feed, and tell Alex, laughing, "I feel like the energy was just truly sucked out of me." It can be exhausting. I mean, you're fattening up a baby. Of course, it can be really wonderful, cozy and profound at the same time.

7. You get big boobs! Kind of embarrassing but one of my favorite parts of pregnancy/nursing was finally experiencing big boobs. I've always been a flat-chested girl (I even wore those chicken cutlets at my wedding), and I've long been curious about what it would be like to have big breasts even just for one day. Well, when I was pregnant, my breasts kept growing, and when Toby was born and I started nursing, they felt HUGE (at least to me). It was a thrill to have big boobs, including cleavage, for the first time ever! (Here are my small boobs; here are my big boobs:) Of course, now that Toby has stopped nursing, my boobs have shrunk down to their pre-baby size. But I'll never forget my one glorious well-endowed year.
Toby eating lunch in our hospital room when he was one day old.

Finally, the breastfeeding book I swear by: A few of my best friends found breastfeeding very difficult at first (one even said it was harder than labor, ouch!). I felt hugely grateful to have a relatively easy time with nursing, and, along with biology and luck, I credit The Nursing Mother's Companion for helping make breastfeeding easier. With a straightforward, reassuring tone, the book shows you how to help your baby latch on correctly and overcome obstacles. My friend Samantha gave me her dog-eared copy before Toby was born, and I'm so thankful she did. I'd highly recommend it to all mothers-to-be who plan to nurse. (And good luck to you! I know everyone's experience is different.)
I'm so curious: What was your experience with breastfeeding? Did you breastfeed or decide not to? What were those early days like for you? (I am so amazed by moms who handled sore breasts on top of everything else in new motherhood! What heros!) What surprised you? I would LOVE to hear...
(Heehee)

P.S. More on breastfeeding and more Motherhood Monday posts.

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Can a Human Head Spontaneously Combust?

Okay so there are a few reasons I've been MIA.  One of course is the emotional roller coaster my darling, sweet, precious, oh so blinded by love little girl has had me riding since Christmas Eve.  Since I'm not too sure I can still form coherent thoughts, (lack of good sleep, exhaustion, cleaning for upcoming visit, etc.) I'll just make this easy.

Dec. 23
  • Kitty Princess texts me to tell me the bf proposed.
  • I inquire about a ring to find there isn't one.
  • When will there be one?  Maybe spring.
  • What did he get her?
  • Nothing.
  • Kitty Princess texts me to say "hope you didn't tell anyone, it's not happening"
  • I say ummm WTF?
  • She says she'll explain when she gets home.
  • She gets home and it's "on" again.  Everything is fine.
  • Mama Kitty asks very few questions since head is in danger of imminent explosion.
  • We all go night night.

Dec. 24
  • Christmas Eve!  Yay!
  • Kitty Princess wants to know what time bf should come over.
  • Kitty Princess is working til 7.
  • I tell Kitty Princess not a good idea.  She just saw him and Grumama will be all nervous.
  • Kitty Princess agrees and we have a lovely dinner and gift exchange with grandparents.
  • Come home and Kitty Princess gets on the phone with bf.
  • Boyfriend tells her his best friend's parents are getting him and best friend a job in California at a pharmaceutical company.
  • Mama Kitty is happy.
  • Then Mama Kitty finds out he wants her to go with him.
  • Kitty Princess and bf fight.  A lot.
  • Kitty Princess is crying.
  • Hysterically.
  • Boyfriend is going to break up with her.  Engagement is off.
  • Mama Kitty is happy.  Bad Mama Kitty.
  • Mama Kitty explains that bf is an ass.  Tells Kitty Princess that even God couldn't get a job at a pharmaceutical company since God doesn't have a four year degree.
  • Sometime in the wee hours of the morning (after ruining Christmas Eve) bf decides he still loves her and they don't have to go to California.
  • Mama Kitty is not happy again.
  • We all go night night.

Dec. 25
  • Christmas Day!  Yay!
  • Kitty Princess wants to know when she can see boyfriend.
  • Fight ensues when she's told that paternal grandparents are coming over and then we have to go to their house for dinner.  No time for bf to come over.
  • Kitty Princess pouts.
  • Mama Kitty is happy, not about pouting about no bf on Christmas.
  • Enjoy Christmas, opening gifts from in-laws, go to dinner to have repeat of sad from niece who is told SHE can't go home with her bf because it's snowing like a bitch and she has to work the next day and boyfriend lives a zillion miles away.
  • Decide all females under the age of 25 are systematically insane.
  • Come home and Kitty Princess talks to bf rest of night.
  • Boyfriend gets mad at her over World of Warcraft and another fight ensues.
  • Mama Kitty is tired of the fighting by 1:00 a.m. and leaves the Kitty Princess to go to bed.

Dec. 26
  • Kitty Princess works til 9:30
  • Kitty Princess gets off work and bf asks where she's been since he KNOWS that her employer closes at 6 p.m. on Sundays.
  • Mama Kitty is shellshocked that Kitty Princess didn't go the hell off on bf.
  • Apparently bf's best friend worked for two months at GameStop and knows everything there is to know about their practices including holiday hours, amazing since he never worked a holiday hour in his life.
  • Mama Kitty isn't asking any more freaking questions cuz her head is going to explode.

Dec. 27
  • Kitty Princess has day off.  Spends day on phone with bf playing World of Warcraft.
  • Mama Kitty wanted to make cookies and watch movies.
  • Other stuff happened that made Mama Kitty not happy.
  • Mama Kitty went to bed with monster headache and the very real desire to give the hell up.

Dec. 28
  • Blogging is safe.  Mama Kitty shall return to blogging where she can rant and rave and sound like a lunatic about the horrors of bf and having an intelligent, beautiful daughter who is blinded by the thought that love is possible with a good for nothing, worthless, horrible person who doesn't even buy her a gift for Christmas.
And there you have it.  Is it any wonder I can't put more than two words to paper without feeling like my head is going to explode and checking to house to pinpoint the location of every available pointed or sharpened object I own?  Ladies and gentleman, gather round and pray with me that THIS



never, ever, ever, ever, ever happens.  Please and thank you.

Can a Human Head Spontaneously Combust?

Okay so there are a few reasons I've been MIA.  One of course is the emotional roller coaster my darling, sweet, precious, oh so blinded by love little girl has had me riding since Christmas Eve.  Since I'm not too sure I can still form coherent thoughts, (lack of good sleep, exhaustion, cleaning for upcoming visit, etc.) I'll just make this easy.

Dec. 23
  • Kitty Princess texts me to tell me the bf proposed.
  • I inquire about a ring to find there isn't one.
  • When will there be one?  Maybe spring.
  • What did he get her?
  • Nothing.
  • Kitty Princess texts me to say "hope you didn't tell anyone, it's not happening"
  • I say ummm WTF?
  • She says she'll explain when she gets home.
  • She gets home and it's "on" again.  Everything is fine.
  • Mama Kitty asks very few questions since head is in danger of imminent explosion.
  • We all go night night.

Dec. 24
  • Christmas Eve!  Yay!
  • Kitty Princess wants to know what time bf should come over.
  • Kitty Princess is working til 7.
  • I tell Kitty Princess not a good idea.  She just saw him and Grumama will be all nervous.
  • Kitty Princess agrees and we have a lovely dinner and gift exchange with grandparents.
  • Come home and Kitty Princess gets on the phone with bf.
  • Boyfriend tells her his best friend's parents are getting him and best friend a job in California at a pharmaceutical company.
  • Mama Kitty is happy.
  • Then Mama Kitty finds out he wants her to go with him.
  • Kitty Princess and bf fight.  A lot.
  • Kitty Princess is crying.
  • Hysterically.
  • Boyfriend is going to break up with her.  Engagement is off.
  • Mama Kitty is happy.  Bad Mama Kitty.
  • Mama Kitty explains that bf is an ass.  Tells Kitty Princess that even God couldn't get a job at a pharmaceutical company since God doesn't have a four year degree.
  • Sometime in the wee hours of the morning (after ruining Christmas Eve) bf decides he still loves her and they don't have to go to California.
  • Mama Kitty is not happy again.
  • We all go night night.

Dec. 25
  • Christmas Day!  Yay!
  • Kitty Princess wants to know when she can see boyfriend.
  • Fight ensues when she's told that paternal grandparents are coming over and then we have to go to their house for dinner.  No time for bf to come over.
  • Kitty Princess pouts.
  • Mama Kitty is happy, not about pouting about no bf on Christmas.
  • Enjoy Christmas, opening gifts from in-laws, go to dinner to have repeat of sad from niece who is told SHE can't go home with her bf because it's snowing like a bitch and she has to work the next day and boyfriend lives a zillion miles away.
  • Decide all females under the age of 25 are systematically insane.
  • Come home and Kitty Princess talks to bf rest of night.
  • Boyfriend gets mad at her over World of Warcraft and another fight ensues.
  • Mama Kitty is tired of the fighting by 1:00 a.m. and leaves the Kitty Princess to go to bed.

Dec. 26
  • Kitty Princess works til 9:30
  • Kitty Princess gets off work and bf asks where she's been since he KNOWS that her employer closes at 6 p.m. on Sundays.
  • Mama Kitty is shellshocked that Kitty Princess didn't go the hell off on bf.
  • Apparently bf's best friend worked for two months at GameStop and knows everything there is to know about their practices including holiday hours, amazing since he never worked a holiday hour in his life.
  • Mama Kitty isn't asking any more freaking questions cuz her head is going to explode.

Dec. 27
  • Kitty Princess has day off.  Spends day on phone with bf playing World of Warcraft.
  • Mama Kitty wanted to make cookies and watch movies.
  • Other stuff happened that made Mama Kitty not happy.
  • Mama Kitty went to bed with monster headache and the very real desire to give the hell up.

Dec. 28
  • Blogging is safe.  Mama Kitty shall return to blogging where she can rant and rave and sound like a lunatic about the horrors of bf and having an intelligent, beautiful daughter who is blinded by the thought that love is possible with a good for nothing, worthless, horrible person who doesn't even buy her a gift for Christmas.
And there you have it.  Is it any wonder I can't put more than two words to paper without feeling like my head is going to explode and checking to house to pinpoint the location of every available pointed or sharpened object I own?  Ladies and gentleman, gather round and pray with me that THIS



never, ever, ever, ever, ever happens.  Please and thank you.