If you’ve been following along, I trained for and ran a half marathon last weekend after my friend (and fellow nursing mother) had a prophetic dream that we did it.
Since January, I’ve worked to return to some semblance of my former, very fit self. I shifted my perspective about my workouts and . . . → Read More: Half Marathon Recap: Milk on the Run
The big day is finally here: my half-marathon takes place this Sunday! I’m excited to announce my main problems this week are worrying about getting to the start line (most of the roads leading to/from my house are along the marathon route and will be closed) and…what the heck to do about my . . . → Read More: Race Day Lactation Logistics
Lately, I’ve been talking with a lot of new moms about getting the hang of nursing in public. I remember how challenging that was, when I had my first son. In addition to feeling totally vulnerable about everything in the world, you’re out in public with a crying, hungry baby. In my case, . . . → Read More: Nursing in Public: Utilize Pack Mentality
My son has stopped nursing to sleep. He’s 11 months old, so this creates a problem for me. How do I get him to become asleep?
I have a few neighbors and cousins who seem to have given birth to the sort of magical baby who will yawn, then the parents put the . . . → Read More: When Baby Stops Nursing to Sleep
About a month ago, I sat down to pump and got less than one ounce of milk. I thought it was strange, since it’d been hours since my son nursed, but I’d had a stressful day and assumed my body was just fed up. I had about two ounces in the freezer, so . . . → Read More: My Breasts vs the Machine
I mentioned earlier this winter that I began training for a half marathon along with another mama friend. I had a plan, all the best intentions, and a support network in place to help me achieve this goal. But then…I fell off the training wagon. Hard.
I could list all sorts of reasons . . . → Read More: Shifted Perspective on Athletic Goals
I traveled to Belize for a wedding last week. My husband and I left our older son with his grandparents, but took our baby along because he’s nursing. It seemed so obvious to us that he had to accompany us–how would he eat otherwise?? Plus he’s a really easygoing little dude, so we . . . → Read More: Nursing Abroad