Simple Meals + Honest Book Reviews + Practical Living
This post is going to be deeply personal and will be a huge overshare, but breastfeeding is a beast, getting started feels impossible, and I feel very passionate about sharing openly and honestly about my experience so far. Every baby is different, and no one will have the same set of obstacles that we did, however, my hope is that maybe this post will help a new momma or a momma-to-be. As a word of encouragement. Or not to feel so alone with their own struggle.
I’m going to tell you right off the bat, if you’re into mystery thrillers, you’ve read some variation of Bonfire‘s storyline a million times before: a girl from a small town with a cold disposition and strained relationships moves to the big city to become a lawyer / journalist / etc. Girl comes back 10+ years later to solve a mystery, or resolve tangled threads of her past, which usually involves one of the popular girls who went missing around the same time our protagonist left their small town….
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If there’s one word that can describe my new morning routine it would be chaotic (I’d choose cluster f*ck, but that’s two words) . Naomi isn’t on any sort of schedule yet — my boobs are an open buffet and she seldom naps. With that, here’s what our typical morning looks like if we don’t have anywhere to be before 12pm. (Psst…I quickly learned to stop scheduling anything before 12pm).
When my mom and I first went shopping for all the things I was told we would need for Naomi’s first three months, we were beyond overwhelmed. So many brands, so many choices, so many suggestions. Turns out, we didn’t need half of it.
I loved this book. No, more than that. I really, really loved it. It was a quick easy read, hilarious, yet depressing as hell, colorful characters, and just fabulous. Let’s dive deeper, shall we?
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It’s strongly advised to any new parent to begin a ‘bedtime routine’ for your little one as soon as possible. What that means for a baby under 3 months? I have no idea. My husband and I were just desperate to get the crying bloody murder screams thatwentonforhoursonend to subside. The Witching Hour is a f*cking nightmare, but it does come to an end, even though it feels like it never will.