What a Mom Wants

New Mom Undergarments

Holy Smokes, I don’t know why it’s been so long. The last month has been a blur in work, itchy baby (eczema might be the death of me, I’m not sure.) , and trying to buy a new house! Annnywayyys, where was I?

I wanted to write about nursing bras and what helped during those oh so very hard infant weeks.

The reason why this is important is because I kid you not, you will be wearing a bra for at least 6 weeks straight. That includes going to bed, and you will wish you are wearing one when you take a shower. Seriously, your na na’s will be on fire and it will feel good to have a bra on at all times. I got a few bras, but in the begining I mainly wore these. They don’t have an underwire and are great during engorgement since the sizing is very forgiving. They are even comfortable enough to wear at night. Although at night most of the time I slept in nursing tank tops. There are all different kinds around but I liked the ones I got at Target best.

I also used the heck out of these gel pads, I had them on all the time. They are expensive but worth it, you can reuse them and are way better than the gooey gel ones. I know this because I ran out of soothies and had to use the Playtex/Gerber (oh yes I tried both, I was desparate!) kind. Those things were not even close to being the same. I recommend getting two packs.

So that’s what I used in the begining. By eight weeks you and your little bundle will be pros. It’s a rocky path to get there every Mom has their horror stories. Surround yourself with supporting friends and family and know that each day gets better.

- Tess

A Tale of Two Snacks

There is nothing better than a story about finding a hot dog.

Well, except for a story about a dinosaur who bakes cookies.

Think about it. You are a pigeon with an extremely large eye and an appetite. You are walking down the street, minding your own business and - kapow! - a perfectly yummy, steaming hot dog for the taking. You look left. You look right. No one is around. The hot dog is yours! But then you are ambushed by a little duckling who is trying to get a piece and well, that's where the fun starts. It's a classic struggle. Like Darth Vader vs. Luke Skywalker. Like Rocky vs. Mr T. Like my jeans vs. my thighs. Epic. Titillating. Requiring mustard.

Or.

You live in a small town where a dinosaur named Edwina (snazzy name and an equally snazzy pill box hat thankyouverymuch!) helps people in your community cross busy intersections, change light bulbs in those very-tall street lamps and bakes chocolate chip cookies to boot! I have no idea why dinosaurs are extinct. You would think the karma alone from the baking of cookies for others would secure dinosaurs a place in the food chain for about a million gazillion years and then some. But a boy with a very long name and a whole lot of attitude is determined to convince everyone that Edwina is in fact, extinct. Poor Edwina! Too bad she dies in the end.

Just kidding.

This is a children's book and I am not a spoiler!

Mo Willems' books The Pigeon Finds a Hot Dog and Edwina, the Dinosaur Who Didn't Know She Was Extinct are clever, well-illustrated and fun. Oh! and they also have a moral at the end. Nice!

Mostly my four-month old chews on the pages and then closes the book, but I know that when she is a little older and wants me to read the same books to her over and over and over again, we will be reading something we both like and enjoy. And even better, I won't have to explain to her why I don't give a damn what a Brown Bear sees.

There are so many children's books out there. Doesn't it make a whole lot of sense to find something the entire family can enjoy? Young AND old? Well, not old...early thirties-ish? Mo Willems' books definitely have a place in our home, our hearts and most importantly, our funny bones!

- Kim