Breastfeeding – I know what I’m doing

My third baby is three months old and he’s my first breastfed one. Even though I always had a feeling I’d be excellent at breastfeeding (because I’m excellent at most things, obviously), for various reasons it never worked out with my first two. Thirteen weeks after having given birth, I can finally say that I got a hang of it and that I now know what I’m doing. I’m hoping …

Loneliness that is a miscarriage

People are advised to keep their pregnancy a secret for the first three months. Safety reasons. In case the pregnancy doesn’t work out, you don’t want to have to go back and announce to everyone that you’re now not pregnant anymore. My first two pregnancies were easy and my little embryos grew to be healthy and happy babies. I waited for about 10 weeks before I made it public, but …

Growing, part I.

For Molly, on her fifth birthday. Mama We decided to sell our campervan by the end of the month. We were sure selling was a right decision: the van was old, it was falling apart and it was costing us a fortune to repair it each time something broke. Which happened often. Besides, we felt that we needed to move on: we needed to grow up, be more serious, more …

Beauty’s in the eye of the beholder

Today I’m sick. That means I have a stuffy nose, my throat aches, my head aches and I’m feeling feverish. It also means I’m very irritable and hate the world and myself. Today’s one of those days when I’m aware of how pale I am, how awful my skin looks, how flabby my stomach is, how much weight I need to lose… I feel so disgusting today that I have …

Dealing with a minor hysterical breakdown

I dropped Molly off at the daycare and was on my way to register our new camper van when I got stuck in traffic. Which would have been annoying but bearable if Benny had been asleep but he was wide awake and complaining. Groaning turned into whining turned into screaming. For a full hour and a half, I was trying to sing, shhh Benny and every now and then shove …

Breast is the best. Except when it’s not.

I find never ending discussions about breastfeeding and its alternatives really unnecessary and annoying. Let me explain: First of all, I find the biological side of breastfeeding puzzling. It’s supposed to be the most natural thing in the world, still majority of my friends struggle with it. So I do understand discussions about breastfeeding in sense of reaching out for help. Online forums can be extremely helpful in those situations …

Does the perfect birth exist?

I never dreamed of having a “perfect” birthing experience – I didn’t come up with a birthing plan, I never sat around imagining what it was going to be like. I pushed it out of my mind because I knew that a) eventually it had to happen one way or another and that b) whoever’s in the delivery room with me (nurses, doctors) will know a lot more about giving …

Every day is your birthday

We celebrated Molly’s second birthday two weeks ago. Her Granny and Grampa came from England for a week and on Sunday, which was Molly’s actual birthday, we opened all the presents together, sang “Happy birthday” and went for breakfast to our favourite breakfast place in the whole world – McDonald’s. (You read that right.) After Molly’s nap, a proper party started. There was a cake (I baked the whole previous …

Letter to my daughter in expectation of her little brother

My dear Molly, Waiting for your brother to arrive and change our lives completely once again, leaves me with all sorts of mixed emotions. The concept of mixed emotions might be a little bit difficult for you to grasp because I’m struggling with explaining it as well. So far you can only name three emotions: happy, sad and “asleep” (“spawa”), which I know isn’t an emotion, but you don’t. You also …

This is how it all started…

No birth goes unannounced these days. Jay posted on Facebook, for all of our friends (and people we randomly added as friends on Facebook) to read: Our daughter Molly was born at 03:55 this morning (3,190 g / 52 cm). Iva and Molly are both doing well and are currently catching up on some much-needed sleep after an exciting night. Iva and I are extremely proud and happy, and of course still …