A couple of weeks ago, I received an email from my good friend who lives in China. She was asking for some advice on dealing with some of the challenges of caring for a young baby as her baby is less than two-months-old. Apparently most of the Chinese parenting books are written from the perspective [...]
Today I returned to the working world. Before I say anything more, a huge thanks to everyone who wrote comments, sent emails, texted me, wrote tweets, visited me in my cube and called me offering your support on this difficult day. While a few of them did lead to me shedding some tears, I wholeheartedly [...]
The few times we have left the house since Eloise was born, people always ask us how things are going with the second baby. Is it easier? More challenging? What’s the deal? I think the biggest thing that makes it easier is that we are a lot more comfortable this time around. We haven’t taken [...]
By this point, if I would have allowed myself to vocalize what I was really thinking, TSAEs #8 and #12 would have heard a few f-bombs dropped. Luckily they were very cool guys, especially TSAE #12 AND I make it a point not to take out my frustrations with polices on the mere implementers. TSAE #12 and I joked the whole time he and #8 were searching literally every nook and cranny of my two remaining bags. I will chalk up the need for the search to the dirty looks being captured by airport security.
Belén is used to formula and has it most days while at daycare. Her breastfeeding is relegated to mornings and nights and even at that, I notice she is starting to drink less and less. My instinct is to pump more to capture the extra milk she is not drinking…but then I look at her standing on her own two feet, smiling at me with a toothy grin and think, “This kid might be
Yet another very uncomfortable difference is the teeth. Yes, you read correctly, teeth…she has two now. Even with one, when she bit down it CERTAINLY GOT MY ATTENTION. After yelping like a wounded dog or a grown man kicked in the balls, pick your favorite visual image, I use my “I am not happy with you” voice even though I am not quite certain she gets it yet.
Update on the Wordpress transition, career ambitions and the schlepless working at home.
This full-time working mom gig is tough. I can honestly say that I cannot remember feeling so spent except for the days when I did crazy-long workouts when training for ridiculously long races while I was also completing my MBA. These days, I am lucky to get three workouts a week in so my fatigue is from spreading my focus between baby, husband, breastfeeding/pumping, work, housework, learning about new things that could potentially replace my full-time gig someday and I guess that is it.
