This may not be the right community for this but I just feel the need to get it off my chest...
Growing up I vividly remember my mom making the comment numerous times that our house was "cluttered but not dirty" and that life was more important than stopping for chores. As a kid I took that a and believed it, especially considering we had cousins who were actual hoarders that lost a roast in their kitchen and found it months later. We definitely weren't living like that! But as an adult, I realize that just because we weren't at an extreme level like that doesn't mean our home wasn't dirty.
I never really learned how to deep clean or properly organize things from my parents and it shows in
Pretty much every time we visit my family (parents or grandparents), they say how my kids don't remember them or don't know them. it truly doesn't matter how often we see them. It could be a couple months or a week later.
I feel for my grandpa when he says it since he lives in assisted living and would love company more often, but since we work during the week our weekends are our only time for chores, errands, fun activities and seeing anyone we care about. We can't make the 2-hour drive to see him every Saturday. So when he says it I just feel the guilt of how thin I'm spread even more.
I have always used cool tap water to wet and rinse my toothbrush when I brush my teeth. My husband uses warm water and that feels wrong to me. Am I actually the weird one here?
I've got 2 young kids (3 years and 6 months) and I work 25 hours a week from home. It's from a desktop so I can't work from just anywhere but there's no set schedule so I've got a lot of flexibility with my time. The company is fantastic and has treated me really well during the 3 years I've worked there. They truly believe that family comes first and invests in their employees. The downside is that the work is not engaging for me at all. I'm an graphic artist that thrives on brainstorming and creative thinking, but my current job is not in a sector that requires that at all. So I spend my days watching the clock and just sort of existing.
Now I've got an offer from a previous employer for
Three years ago when I was breastfeeding my first baby, I seriously craved sweets. It's all I wanted to eat all the time. Now here I am with my 8 week old second baby and polishing off another bag of cookies. I feel like I can't stop! Anyone else have intense sugar cravings while breastfeeding or is that just me?
During my first pregnancy I experienced HG for the first half of pregnancy and lost 35 lbs even with the assistance of medications and IV fluids. I was miserable but thankfully it let up around 17 weeks. But then around 33 severe vertigo set in and I was once again unable to care for myself. My doctor and everyone she consulted with had never seen vertigo like I was experiencing and all methods of fixing it failed. I delivered by induction at 40 weeks and things improved quickly after that.
I'm now pregnant with my second and have had multiple consultations with my doctor and the only thing she's found is that there seems to be a connection between severe nausea and severe vertigo. My hg is
I know that vertigo is a common pregnancy symptom but have any of you had such severe vertigo that you couldn't take care of yourself? I had that with my first pregnancy and while I'm now open to a second baby, I'm terrified of it happening again. I don't know anyone who this has happened to, so I have no one to hear experiences from. Even my doctor had never seen vertigo that bad in a patient so all her advice is through her research.
I often hear people say they want small age gaps and have their kids fairly close together. My babe recently turned one and I'm just now starting to feel open to having more. I'm 29 so I've still got time, but the idea of having a small age gap has me feeling rushed to have baby number two even though I'm not sure I'm quite ready yet. I don't want to regret waiting too long.
So, tell me about the age gap between your kiddos and the pros and cons. Thanks!
I've been diagnosed with postpartum depression but it's mild so I started with therapy instead of medication. It has helped a little but I still don't feel like me so my doctor is willing to start me on some antidepressants if I want to. She says there isn't a specific criteria that means it's time for them, so it's whatever I'm feeling like I want. But I don't know.
So those who have postpartum depression, are you on antidepressants? Did they help? Did you regret taking them at all? How long did you need them?
Our daycare is closed today so I invited my in-laws to spend the day with babe (10 months). I work from home in an office upstairs so I can hear the three of them playing in the living room below. It warms my heart to hear how happy they are together singing, reading books and playing with toys. Parenthood isn't always easy, but today I'm thankful for our little "village".
I'm getting really frustrated with my daycare provider (DP). Because of some complications late in pregnancy taking my leave we had to start baby in daycare at 5 weeks old, he's now almost 3 months.
I decided to breastfeed rather than go with formula. DP said that was fine in our interview with her. Breastfed babies eat more often than formula fed babies, but I wasn't aware of any other behavioral difference. Talking to her now, you would think breastfed babies are a completely different kind of baby.
Every morning when I drop him off DP basically shames me for breastfeeding because "it's so much more work for daycare providers". She blames it for him not napping consistently. She blamed i