I have a complicated relationship with my son’s food. It started with not being able to breastfeed. It was upsetting, but amazing site like Fearless Formula Feeder helped me come to grips with it. My kid was fed, that’s the important part. Then Tater had infant acid reflux, which led to MANY different formulas being
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April? Seriously?
I don’t know how it got to be April already. Nobody asked me, nobody consulted my feelings on it, it’s just like BAM. It happened without my opinion being aired. Rude. I know a lot of you are curious about the hair. It is growing like gangbusters, which also means it is growing WEIRD. I can
Tater’s Birth Story, Part Two
When I last left you, moppets, I was about to head in for a c-section. We called my doula, who was on her way home and was like, “What? Now? Okay, hold on, I have to changes shoes!” (No flip-flops in the OR, which apparently is a rule. Besides, who wants to get placenta on
Tater’s Birth story, Part One
Oh, the long overdue birth story. Five months later. It still feels weird to share this; not because it’s too private, but because it’s still a trip to think that it happened. I HAD A BABY, Y’ALL. Not that I could forget. He’s in the other room, yelling at the dog. (Who was it that
A Quick Update
No, Kind of a Mess hasn’t turned into a book reviewing blog. (How AWESOME would that be, though? Seriously, these reviews are crazy fun… I’ve been tempted to do a spin-off blog, but if I can’t feed and water this one, I probably shouldn’t get another pet.) Tater’s birth story, and proper normal blogging, is
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The agony of defeat
So I had my 20 week sonogram on Tuesday. I spent the night before bouncing off the walls and talking too much, and the day-of feeling like I was going to throw up. The sono wasn’t just about finding out the sex, it was about whether Tater was growing correctly, had all the right parts,
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