Friday, March 30, 2018

Thursday, March 08, 2018

Babywearing intuition

This is where baby Tommy lives: in his baby carrier. It will be his daytime habitat until about 3/4 months I've decided. 

There was a birth affirmation I really liked that I saw that says something like "you have to leave the city of your rationality to go into the wilderness of your intuition" in childbirth. I totally agree. And feel like it has carried on into caring for the baby too. 

Mothers of many children say "it gets easier each time". No, it does not get easier each time. A least for me. A newborn is extremely demanding and I need to sit down to nurse and they need to nurse all the time. But it is easier in the sense that I am more confident in what works for us. More confident that I will be able to take care of my baby and help him be happy and healthy. I don't need to try out as many things. 

I remember with Davy I would spend hours rocking him to get him to sleep, put him in his bed, have him wake up or his sister wake him up and lose my mind. I wanted him to sleep on a schedule. I was scared to go into public and not know what to do if he cried. Now I can say taking care of Tommy is more peaceful. I give myself permission to nurse him all the time, whenever he cries as long as he hasn't spit up. I don't try putting him in bed during the day. He sleeps hours and hours in his baby carrier and it works out for everyone. I don't worry about schedules at all, except to try to have him awake from 5-7 (to eventually establish a 7/8 bedtime). He just transitions from baby carrier, to bouncer, to nursing, to being carried in one arm while I do a million things with the other and we are a unit. 

Tuesday, March 06, 2018

Necessity is the mother of invention

Taking care of their babies

The first days we were on our own without my husband I was a mess and crying every five minutes. But now I feel like we've been at it for a year. I no longer value sleep as much as I value getting showered and dressed before they get up in the morning. It's sheer survival. I now understand a post I read on a long time ago when she only had two kids and wrote "dear mother of three at the park, how do you have your hair done?" I am much more productive as a mother of three than I was as a mother of two. And I need to be put together more too. I enlisted my husband's help to go buy some clothes and lipstick as an emergency outing. This is not because I am thriving... no, no we are barely surviving. I am like a refugee mother who wonders if her kids will have food to eat that day. But things do get easier... just a tiny bit each day.

Monday, March 05, 2018

Article on God's will

I have an article up today on CatholicStand called:

Where is God's Will?

It's about my recent experiences with childbirth and Ciszek's book.

Friday, February 23, 2018

Livin' on love

Listening to country music unfailingly reminds me of all that is good and true in life. It makes me want to get outside, feel the sunshine, wear cowboy boots. I've never worn cowboy boots, but still. And it especially makes me feel more romantic and appreciate my husband more. Which is great, because focusing so much on little children makes me forget that my relationship with my husband is more important and that we need more romance. 

from "Livin' on Love" by Alan Jackson: 
"Living on love, buying on time
Without somebody nothing ain't worth a dime
It's like that old fashioned storybook rhyme
Living on love
It sounds simple that's what you're thinking
Love can walk through fire without blinking
It doesn't take much, when you get enough
Living on love
Two old people, without a thing
Children gone but still they sing
Side by side on that front porch swing
Living on love"

From "Forever and ever amen" by Randy Travis:
"As long as old men sit and talk about the weather
As long as old women sit and talk about old men
If you wonder how long I'll be faithful
Well, just listen to how this song ends
I'm gonna love you forever and ever
Forever and ever, amen"