Becoming a mom is an overwhelming life event that has many, many rewards but many moms feel like they lose a piece of their former themselves in the process. You are not alone. Losing oneself in motherhood can be scary. It can feel like you will never see the old you again. We have spokent to many mimijumi moms and here are a few tips for staying connected to your former self while embracing your new role as mother.
Three weeks ago, at 3 months old, my daughter started daycare. Two weeks prior to starting, my husband and I began offering her a bottle and we quickly realized we were in for a struggle. She'd mostly play with the nipple of the bottles, let the milk dribble in her mouth and then she'd spit it out.
Up until now, your 2-month old was feeding perfectly on both breast and bottle. But all of a sudden he/she has completely lost interest in the bottle and will even scream if it’s brought too close. You’re starting to panic and wonder if your baby will ever be able to drink from a bottle again! Sound familiar? If so, there is a likely chance your newborn is going through a very normal and expected behavioral reflex change called the “two-month mark”. Understanding the developmental reasons behind this seemingly spontaneous behavior will reassure moms like you that you aren’t alone and bottle-feeding can still be successful.
Imagine you’re a new mom who can’t afford to miss even one shift at work.
Imagine you’re a mom who must choose between buying food or clean diapers for your child.
When you leave for work, you need a bottle you know your baby will accept. If you are breastfeeding, you need a bottle that will allow your baby to go back and forth from breast to bottle to breast.
For you, baby refusing the bottle or going on hunger strike are not just stressful anecdotes, they are full-blown crises.
Tell us about your adoption journey!
My adoption journey started when I left New Zealand and went to live in Papua New Guinea (PNG) in 2010; I was teaching at an International school. Adoption is very common. I had always wanted to adopt, and felt it was the perfect way to complete my family. I registered at the local orphanage, at the local hospitals, and let it be known via word of mouth that I was hoping to adopt. And of course, I prayed! Several months later, the sister of one of my students gave birth to a baby girl. I was contacted by the guardians (her birth mother was 14) and asked if I wanted to adopt the baby. Of course, I said yes!
Tell us about your adoption story…
We were matched for the first time in November 2012 and had two months until baby was due. At that point, I had no idea breastfeeding as an adoptive mom was possible. The expectant mom, who was in college five hours away, was very health conscious and wanted baby to have breast milk. She wanted to breastfeed in the hospital and then wanted me to take over as soon as we left. I saw a lactation consultant and began the process.
Adoption is a beautiful way to welcome children into your family, whether they’re babies or older children; children from abroad or closer to home; from foster care or through an agency. Adoption can vary so much, just like the shades of skin, ages, stages and personalities of the children you welcome home. Bryan and I adopted our two boys at birth, five weeks apart (have you read our story?). Malachi is Native American, African-American and Caucasian, and Isaiah is African-American. Most passerby see our double stroller and assume twins -- until they take a closer look! They often have the curiously awkward “How could this be?” question, and we smile and share the story of bringing our family together. Adoption means we didn’t fit the mold: we created a new one!
Many women in their 20s and 30s have children come into their lives through childbirth or adoption (like me!). It’s a time when we have more energy to keep up with little ones, and for most women, our bodies are more biologically inclined to bear children. Thankfully, this is a time in life when risk for developing breast cancer is low; Susan G. Komen reports that fewer than five percent of women in the U.S. under the age of 40 are diagnosed with breast cancer.
But for those five percent, the joy of pregnancy and childbirth can be quickly overshadowed with a breast cancer diagnosis. Today, we share two powerful, rare stories of women who’ve walked through breast cancer while pregnant and the different ways they’ve triumphed over the disease to give baby their best!
I don’t know about you, but these days I’m hearing I need to ditch everything from my mascara to my body lotion to storage containers and cleaning supplies. Many friends have bought in (and taking me with them) to their biz of hawking a safer, better, more natural, chemical-free alternative to virtually everything. I keep trying to convince my husband that all these new memberships and monthly charges are SO worth it to keep our family and children from literally DYING from exposure to all these “environmental hazards”. He doesn’t seem to have the same sense of urgency… weird.
I admit it: Second time mothers think they know everything. If something worked well or well enough with the first child, we plan to give the second the same treatment and not change a thing. But let’s face it—this would only work if nothing were different. Something is always different.
I was a NICU mother with my first child. Having spent critical ‘latching’ weeks in the NICU, my first newborn just wasn’t interested in breastfeeding when she was released. When she finally came home, I was happy just to have her in my arms and I wasn’t going to insist on breastfeeding. We had all been through enough.
My second baby latched immediately and breastfeeding was quickly established. Already, we were in uncharted parenting waters. This baby would feed almost exclusively from me. While I obliged, we had two factors to consider. First of all, I would be going back to work soon. Second, my husband, who had bonded so nicely with our first baby, felt detached with our second little bundle of joy because he wasn’t involved in the feeding routine. A bottle would definitely need to be part of the mix.