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Saying Good-bye to Diaper Changes

Yesterday was a day of mixed feelings. I let go of something that I was happy to give up, and yet I was sad to see it go. A truck came to my house to take it off my porch where I had placed it. I was glad I was gone when the man came to take it away, or I might have come out of the house to tell him, “I changed my mind!”

Yesterday, I gave my changing table away to charity. Dare I say I spent hours standing at that changing table, changing diapers? On one hand, I am so happy that those diaper days are behind me. On the other hand, I’m sad to say goodbye to those wonderful baby days.

This is Lily on our changing table. She had just had her two-month-old check-up. She was such a happy baby, even after she received several shots at the doctor’s office! See that little round bandage on her pudgy leg?  We put that small, round mirror on the changing table for Lily to encourage her to look left. She was diagnosed with torticollis because she tended to turn her head only to the right. Personally, I didn’t think she had torticollis, but since I could only breast feed her on one side, I think she tended to look to only one side. She quickly grew out of that one-sided-ness!

I also took pictures of Emmy on the day of her two-month old check-up. She was always a little chubbier than my first little peanut! She was not quite as happy after getting her shots. She still hates them! While Lily is calm and quiet when she has to get a shot, Emmy will struggle and scream! I had to restrain her on my lap this fall just so the nurse could give her a flu shot.

See that little, red reading light clipped to the basket, next to the baby wipes? It was very bright, and I turned it on when I had to change Emmy in the middle of the night. I could see enough to change her diaper, and I didn’t wake up Lily in the process. Even though they have their own rooms, they are very close together. Lily started waking up again during the night when Emmy was born. I was one tired mama!

In the past few months, the changing table has been unused, a dumping ground for baby blankets, old baby shoes, towels, and baby wipe containers. Emmy has been potty trained since this past summer. We no longer have any use for a changing table.

Good-bye, good ol’ changing table. I hope another mama and baby will find you to help with that undesirable task of changing diapers!

Random Tuesday Thoughts: Symmetry

So, here I am on a Monday night, with free time and an available computer, but nothing much to write. So if I keep typing, maybe something will come to me.

So…it’s swimming suit season again, huh? It takes time for me to get used to baring my fat, white, wobbly thighs in public again. At the beginning of swimsuit season I always forget to shave my legs. I usually haven’t shaved them all winter, so it’s hard to get into the habit again.

I was checking myself out in the car window the other day. It was sunny outside, and I was standing in the driveway, so the window was like a mirror. I was staring at my chest. Ed was wondering what the heck I was doing. I replied “Looking at my symmetry.” He nodded knowingly.

I have an appointment on Wednesday to renew my symmetry. In May, I completely weaned Emmy. Now that I’m not nursing anymore, my left boob is way bigger than my right. Why, you ask? Due to my mastectomy, my left boob is fake, and my right boob is natural. So I’m going to go buy a smaller left boob on Wednesday. I’m going to a special boutique for a fitting. This time around, I’m not going to rely on the internet!

Too bad I can’t swap these huge thighs for smaller, perfectly shaped thighs.

Writing about my thighs reminds me of my big cushy butt. Lily has lately gotten into the habit of hugging me from behind, and she is just the right height to give my butt a nice, big squeeze. She tells me, “I love hugging your big butt, Mom.” I just wish she wouldn’t say it so loudly while we’re in line at the grocery store.


For more randomness, go see Keely over at The Un-Mom!


Book Nook: My Favorite Time to Read

When Ed and I brought Lily home from the hospital, she screamed all night long. Literally. It was horrible. I thought she had colic, and that our life would be a living wreck. Around 4:00 a.m., we finally broke down and Ed gave Lily a bottle of formula. I was devastated; I was determined to breastfeed, but my milk was slow to come in after the cesarean, and Lily could only nurse from one breast.

The next day, we took Lily to see the pediatrician. We had gotten no sleep, and were desperate. The doctor didn’t seem to think Lily had colic, and she told me that I could use the time nursing to catch up on my reading. Brilliant!

We were terrified as evening came. We decided to have Ed give her a bottle right before bed. It worked, and Lily did not scream all night. I did get up with her about every two hours to nurse, but that one bottle of formula made all the difference; it filled Lily’s tummy enough for her to sleep, and I was able to get the rest I needed to produce enough milk for Lily the rest of the night. After two months, I was able to nurse Lily exclusively.

Nursing my babies was my time to read. I read dozens of novels while sitting in the glider, rocking and cradling my girls. Now, my time is almost up. Emmy will be 18 months old soon, and I have been trying to wean her. She is most likely our last baby, and I am very sad to give up breastfeeding. Due to my history of breast cancer, however, I need to get a mammogram. To get the best picture possible, the breast center I use will not give me a mammogram while I am nursing. I am so conflicted; I love nursing, and yet I know I need to take care of myself. Emmy is old enough now; she is a good eater and likes cow’s milk, so it is time. But there goes my time to read!

I finished Beautiful Lies and its sequel Sliver of Truth while nursing Emmy.

Beautiful Lies: A Novel Beautiful Lies: A Novel by Lisa Unger

rating: 3 of 5 stars
Lisa Unger keeps the plot moving along, and it was an entertaining story. Some of it was pretty predictable, though. The main character had some philosophical “thoughts” which were okay some of the time, but other times drove me nuts! At the end, Ridley waxes on about “There are no villains here. Not really. If you think about it, there are no true villains in life.” So the people who were chasing you and trying to kill you and probably killed others are not villains? I can think of plenty of real villains. Just read the daily newspaper!

Besides that complaint, I would read her other books. She does have an interesting writing style.

Sliver of Truth: A Novel Sliver of Truth: A Novel by Lisa Unger

rating: 4 of 5 stars
Ridley is back and more tenacious than ever. We learn more about her mysterious Uncle Max and her moody boyfriend Jake in this novel. Secrets are flying left and right, and lead to a thrilling conclusion. Ridley is philosophical once more, and more realistic. During a moment when Death teases Ridley, she thinks, “I suspect that grief is worse than death. When someone you love has died, it’s almost impossible to get your head around it.”(p. 211) How true. When she covers some unpleasant truths, she tells us, “Many people believe that evil is the presence of something. I think it’s the absence of something.” (p. 230)

I enjoyed Sliver of Truth more than Beautiful Lies, but I think if I hadn’t read Beautiful Lies first, my enjoyment of this book would have been less. Lisa Unger has hooked me, and her next book is now on my “to read” shelf!
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I Love Both Quotes from Salma

Tanya shares a cute quote from Salma Hayek about breastfeeding on her blog:

“I’m like an alcoholic,” she shrugs. “It’s like, I don’t care if I cry, I don’t care if I’m fat, I’m just gonna do it for one more week, one more month, and then, when I see how much good it is doing her, I can’t stop. Eet’s a very powerful thing you know.”

As I read to the end of the original article, I thought that this was even more interesting:

” ‘And by the way, the myth that says you lose all this weight when you breast-feed? That is sooo not true. Look,” she protests, grabbing her tummy and then reaching for the plate of biscuits the waiter has set down on the table, “it’s like, ‘Please, everyone, can you stop telling me I look really well?’ …(she’s drinking Guinness to boost her breast milk at the moment, which is putting on the pounds)”

I know how you feel, Salma. I’m still breastfeeding, and have developed a little more tummy lately. I blame the leftover Halloween candy, though. Maybe I should switch to Guinness?

What is Nipple Confusion?

The Womanly Art of Breastfeeding describes nipple confusion like this:
“A baby can become confused by the use of any artificial nipple, as it requires a different type of sucking.” About a year ago, I had nipple confusion of a different sort. I think you’ll understand why I was confused….

After I weaned Lily, I needed a new [i.e. smaller] breast prosthesis. I bought a breast form and followed all the procedures my old insurance company required: a doctor’s order and a receipt. I spent a lot of time on the phone with my new insurance company trying to get them to pay for my breast form, and they refused unless I bought it from a specific store. (Ed finally got results…long story.) When I was newly nursing Emmy, I once again needed a new size [i.e. bigger!]. I was searching the Internet for a less expensive breast form as I didn’t want the hassle of dealing with the insurance company, and I thought, “Hey, breastfeeding has left me with a prominent nipple on one side. I bet I could find something online to help both my breasts look the same.” Sure enough, there was a website that looked promising. I noticed that they sold all sizes of breast forms and other products, more than a woman like me would need, actually. Then I noticed this website was not for women. Which brought to mind the Aerosmith song “DUDE looks like a lady…”

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